Stroke of Luck - Opal Carew Page 0,20

do,” she said as she slipped the sleeves of the sundress from her shoulders, keeping her gaze averted.

Then the dress fluttered to the floor, landing in a heap around her feet.

But his gaze was locked on her body. She did wear a bra and panties, but the superbly cut coral lingerie trimmed with thin black ribbon was incredibly erotic. Not like the simple black set she’d worn in the pool earlier, which had still been the sexiest thing he’d ever seen. Until now.

The bra lifted her breasts and pressed them together, presenting him with a heart-stopping display. The way the flesh swelled from the lace made his groin ache. The bikini panties were cut high on her legs, making them look sensationally long.

His focus settled on the small triangle of lace in front, and he longed to tear the garment from her so he could see her sweet, tempting pussy. He hadn’t intended to fuck her right now—that’s why he’d purposely given Austin a short time frame—but at the sight of her like this, he was wavering.

“Very good. Now come closer.”

She stepped closer, and he had to stop himself from reaching out and stroking her soft breasts.

“Kneel down in front of me and say something that will turn me on. And remember to call me sir.”

She knelt down and tipped her head up. Her wide sapphire eyes looked so innocent.

“Please, sir. May I take your cock in my mouth?”

An image of her soft, pink lips wrapping around him, then his cock gliding inside her sweet mouth, made his cock throb.

He chuckled. “Yes, well, that will do it. But let’s start a little slower.”

She sucked on her lower lip, then nodded. “Please, sir. I would love to touch you.”

“Would you?” He smiled. “Then go ahead.”

Her delicate fingers glided the length of the growing bulge in his pants. Adrenaline surged through him. Then she pulled the zipper down. Her fingers glided inside and stroked over the bulge in his boxers.

Heat pulsed through him.

“I like you touching me like that,” he murmured.

Fuck, it was incredible.

Her fingers wrapped around him through the cloth.

“May I look at you, sir?” she asked as she squeezed lightly.

“Yes,” he nearly hissed as his groin tightened.

She drew his cock out through the flap. Her gaze locked on his long column.

The sight of her looking at him, hunger in her eyes, took his breath away.

“Oh, sir. It’s so massive.”

“Is it too massive for your small mouth?” he asked. The thought of her taking him inside made his cock ache.

She licked his tip, sending excruciating need radiating through every part of him.

“I don’t know, sir. I’ll do my best.”

When she pressed her lips to his tip, he stifled a groan. She opened and her mouth glided over his crown. Widening. Covering him in warmth.

He rested his hand on her head, her hair silky under his palm. As she stretched her jaw wider, his cockhead slid all the way into her mouth. She squeezed around him, and if he’d been standing, he was sure his knees would have buckled.

“That’s right, baby,” he said gruffly. “You’re doing great.”

She pushed forward, slowly taking his shaft into her mouth, her lips tight around him.

God, it was like being caressed by an angel.

She kept going until she was halfway down, then she wrapped her hand snugly around the exposed part.

Fuck, the warmth from her body felt unbelievable.

Then she began to move, gliding her head forward and back. Pleasure quivered through him at the sweetness of the sensation. After a few strokes, she slid back and swirled her tongue over his crown, round and round, then dragged it under the ridge. She teased that sensitive spot just under the front, setting his blood boiling.

When she sucked, deep and hard, he moaned.

Then she went back to gliding his length.

His fingers twined through her long hair, and he wound it around his hand. As she moved, he guided her head, setting the rhythm he liked. She followed his lead perfectly. The tension in his groin coiled tighter as pleasure rippled through him. He urged her to move faster.

“Oh, fuck, baby, I’m so close. Do you want me to come in your mouth?”

He knew he could just order her to do it, but … he wanted her to want it.

Her gaze tipped up to his and she nodded, her head continuing to move. Taking him deep into her warmth. In fact, he realized she’d pressed her hand tightly to his root and was taking him almost all the way in.

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