Marrying Mr. Wrong (Dirty Martini Running Club #3) - Claire Kingsley Page 0,57
my hand wrapped around my erection. It was dark, but not that dark. She could see exactly what I’d been doing.
Your move, sugar.
I figured she’d blurt out an apology and probably trip over her own feet trying to get back to the guest room. But she didn’t.
Her eyes lingered on my cock, then moved up to meet mine. “Can I come in?”
“Yeah,” I said, my voice rough. Not sure where this was going, I kept hold of my cock.
Licking her lips, she looked at it again, then took slow steps into the room. “I can’t sleep.”
“Me neither.”
“I probably shouldn’t be in here.”
“Yes, you should.”
Her eyebrows lifted, her expression hopeful. “Yeah?”
“Sugar, I was about to make myself come just thinkin’ about you.” Giving myself a slow stroke up and down, I let out a groan. No more holding back now. It was game on. “Now take those fuckin’ panties off.”
Her lips twitched in a smile. “I’m not wearing any.”
“Holy fuck. Get your ass over here.” I grabbed her wrist and yanked her closer. She got on the bed and I pulled her on top of me, her legs straddling my midsection. “How about you climb on up here and give me a taste?”
I loved the glint of excitement in her eyes. She wanted this.
“Really?”
“Hell yes.”
Bracing herself with her hands on either side of my head, she shifted her legs. I slid my hand between them, indulging in a few soft strokes. Her breath hitched and she paused while I touched her.
“Goddamn, sugar, I love this pussy already.”
I coated my fingers with her wetness, then reached down to rub it on my erection. She climbed up my body, settling with her knees on either side of my head, her hands on the headboard.
Grabbing two handfuls of her luscious ass, I pulled her down so I could go to work with my tongue.
She was tense at first, her thighs tight, body rigid. Leave that to Cox. A few long, slow licks up her slit and she started to relax.
“I’m worried you won’t be able to breathe,” she said suddenly. “I’m not small.”
Looking up—this view was fucking amazing, by the way—I met her eyes. “Don’t you worry about a thing. I’ll breathe after you come.”
With a shudder, she exhaled. I licked her again, slowly savoring her. She tasted fucking amazing—better than I’d imagined. Better than I could have imagined.
Lick by lick, stroke by stroke, she melted for me. Moved her hips while I lavished her clit with attention. Slid my tongue in and out, teasing her. Tasting her. Enjoying her.
She moaned, leaning her head back, her hands gripping the headboard. With one hand, I kept hold of her ass and reached around with the other to grab my hard length.
Rubbing my dick while I licked her pussy was unbelievable. I growled, my tongue relentless, and stroked myself, getting the friction and pressure I needed. I wasn’t going to let myself come—not yet—but damn, this felt fucking good.
Her moans turned into frenzied whimpers and her hips jerked against my mouth. “Oh my god, Cox.”
I didn’t let up, licking and sucking in a rhythm that drove her crazy. Goddamn, I wanted to come. My dick was hard as steel, tension building fast. I stroked harder and licked her faster, reveling in the feeling of her letting go. Losing her inhibitions with me.
With a deliciously satisfying moan, she threw her head back as her pussy convulsed. I squeezed her ass and licked her clit while she came, letting her set the pace. Enjoying the way her taste intensified.
It made me want to fuck her all the more.
“Oh god,” she said, almost breathless. “I’m sorry; can you breathe?”
“Mm, sugar, you taste fucking amazing.”
She moved off me and I rolled her onto her back, pinning her arms above her head.
“How do you feel?”
“So good.”
I helped her pull the t-shirt off, then leaned down and grazed her neck with my lips and teeth. “How do I want to fuck you?”
She giggled softly.
I nuzzled one nipple, giving it a quick lick. “If I keep you like this, I can love on these tits. And they really need some lovin’.” I moved over to the other side and sucked her nipple into my mouth.
She gasped.
“But if I turn you over, I get some of that ass.” I kissed my way up her body, between her full tits, to her neck. “Goddamn, sugar, you have so much to love. I can’t decide.”