Big Bad Boys A Romance Collection - Penny Wylder Page 0,44

what he’s doing.

He still has one hand in the drawer, and brings the other to trail down my neck and rest on my upper arm as he gazes down at me below him. “I’m going to fulfill all your fantasies, Carmine,” he says, voice low and hot. “Even the ones you didn’t know you had.”

Another shiver races along my spine. “You think?” I ask, lifting my chin. “Because I have a lot of fantasies…”

He smirks. “Oh, I think you and I are going to have a lot of fun together.” He lets his hand slide around my waist, cups my hips to pull me up against him. I arch my hips toward him, and he slides one thigh between my legs. I can feel the brush of his cock against my inner thigh, just briefly, before he leans back to reach for the drawer again. “But you’re underestimating the power of my imagination, Carmine. And you, my dear, are very inspiring…”

He reaches down and grabs my shirt. He pulls it up over my head, and tosses it aside, then takes a moment to gaze down at my body. I shiver again, even more so when he reaches beneath me to cup my breasts in his strong hands. He massages them gently, his fingers flick across my nipples, and even through the fabric of the bra I can feel them growing hard. Then he slides his hands around my sides and glides them down my waist toward my hips instead.

“God, you are fucking hot as hell. Spread your legs,” he orders, and I can’t help but obey. I spread them beneath him, as far as I can with his legs straddling me, and I gasp as he trails his fingers up my inner thighs, almost to the edge of my panties. Then, before he touches me, he lets his hands drop, before he can feel how fucking wet my pussy already is.

“I can see why other men have trouble,” he says, grinning. “You’re a lot to handle, aren’t you?”

I arch my back up into him as he starts to caress my ass through my skirt. “Maybe,” I admit, my voice low and throaty.

“Good. Like I told you, I enjoy a challenge.” He tilts his head. “Now, turn over.”

I lock eyes with him. Slowly, making sure to undulate my hips enough to catch his eye, I arch my hips up and rotate beneath him, my ass in the air. I check over my shoulder what he’s doing, but he slaps my ass, quick and light with one open palm.

“No peeking,” he says. “Otherwise I’ll have to blindfold you.”

“Is that a promise?” I ask, peering over my shoulder at him again. Before I can even react, he’s wrapping my shirt around my head. I gasp as he ties it tight around my face, rendering me blind.

“You want me to fill you up, Carmine?”

I swallow hard. We don’t have to have sex, I remind myself. But he’s here, and he’s fucking hot as hell, and his dirty talk is turning me on more than I even knew was possible. And if I’m honest, I haven’t wanted anyone to fuck me this much in a long, long time. “Yes,” I murmur, my voice soft.

“Louder,” he orders.

“Yes,” I say, forcefully this time.

I can hear the smirk in his voice when he answers. “Tell me what you want me to do to you, Carmine.”

“Stuff me full, Caleb.”

“You want my cock in your pussy or your ass?”

My clit throbs just hearing those words. I take a deep breath, debating. But I already know. “My mouth first,” I say. “Then… Whatever you want to do to me.”

“I was hoping you’d say that,” he replies. “But first…” He runs a hand over my ass again, then slides his hand around the front to undo the zip of my skirt. He pulls it down slowly, inch by inch, to reveal my panties beneath. “You’re going to let me get you ready. I need to make sure you’re wet enough for me.”

I feel something cool and slim slide up my inner thigh. I gasp, as he traces it along the edges of my panties. Then he flicks a switch and it starts to vibrate.

My silver bullet vibrator.

I groan softly, rolling my hips back toward him. He runs the vibrator between my legs, tracing my lips through the thin fabric of my panties. Then he slides it back and presses it lightly against the tight pucker of my ass.

“You have quite the selection