Big Bad Boys A Romance Collection - Penny Wylder Page 0,29

to scoop up the panties, and grin as I inhale her sharp, sweet scent. The smell I’ll never get enough of.

“Are you coming?” she calls, her voice taunting, teasing.

“Oh, you’ll know when I am,” I reply as I start up the steps, reaching for the top button of my uniform. My uniform pants already feel tight, as my cock grows hard at the thought of her spread-eagled across our big king-sized bed.

At the top of the steps, I find another garment. This one is her bra, the black lace one I love to peel off her tits so much, because it cups them to perfection. My smile widens. I start toward the bedroom. Hung on the doorknob is the same sexy little tight pencil skirt she wore the first time we met. The first time she walked into the prison and stole my self-control.

I’m harder than ever now at the memory. I’m thinking about that first time I touched her, when I peeled her skirt up and spread her legs on that tiny little cot of a bed to bury my face in her sweet pussy.

“Ashley?” I turn the knob and open the bedroom door. But I expected her to be on the bed. Instead, I just see the final item of clothing, the tight dress she wore the last time she visited me—the visit that changed everything. The day I decided to trust her, and then she blew me away with how much she could accomplish.

Not to mention the way she actually blew me. Those tight lips clamped around my cock sent me spiraling higher than anyone else has ever managed to get me with their tongue alone.

I step into the room, and only then do I hear the sound. A faint splash from the bathroom. I grin and finish removing my uniform shirt. I drop it onto the bedroom floor, followed by my pants, only my boxers remaining, as I stride into the bathroom.

Ashley is in the bathtub, arms spread across the sill, bubbles filling the water. Hiding that perfect, sexy little body of hers from view. But not for long.

“To what do I owe this delight?” I ask, smirking as I strip off my boxers as well.

“Can’t a lady decide she wants to entertain her man in style?” Ashley tilts her head to one side and pushes off the wall to kneel. That motion lifts her breasts above the surface of the water, coating them in bubbles.

I step into the tub beside her. Sink to my knees in the warm water, and trace my hands down both sides of her neck. Over her shoulders, down the gentle curve of her arms, to trail my fingertips back up over her breasts. “I’m not complaining,” I tell her, leaning in to trail my lips up the side of her neck.

She sighs and leans closer to me, folding her arms around my body. I trace my hands down her sides, until I can cup her tight little ass and pull her up and against me in the water. She gasps, that faint, sexy sound that I love, when my hard cock grazes her inner thigh. It makes me tense with desire, makes my cock jump along her inner thigh, since I’m already rock hard with desire.

I take my time with her. Touch and tease her everywhere, my hands exploring her body the way I always love to do. I wait until she’s practically panting with desire, until her pussy feels warm and wet, even through the bath water, when I cup my fingers underneath her to caress her slit.

Only then do I draw her up out of the bath. Step up to the cool tile wall of the bathroom.

“Going to have your way with me, Mr. Tell?” Ashley whispers.

I grin and grab her ass, harder this time. Lift her thigh until she wraps one leg around my waist. At that angle, it’s easy for me to position the tip of my cock against her pussy. I arch my hips, run the tip between her pussy lips, up and down her slit. “Fuck yes, Ms. Marrón. I plan on having my way with you again and again…” With that, I grab her ass in both hands and lift her off the ground.

She gasps a little in surprise, but quickly wraps her other leg around my waist too, her hands gripping my shoulders for support. I pin her against the wall, and in one rough motion, thrust into her.

“You like that?” I