Page 15 of One Sweet Taste (Love with a Price)

Chapter Fifteen

“But I want to taste you.” The plea came out on a little whine, but Linzee couldn’t help it. She’d made a lot of treats in her life, but none were as delicious as Foster Price, and she was anxious to greedily swallow him down.

“I’m not ready yet, little firecracker. I want to be inside of you.”

She bit her lip. “I don’t have any condoms, Foster. I know last time we didn’t use one, but we need to.”

The disappointment on his face was almost enough for her to say fuck it and let him bury himself in her pussy. She’d never wanted a man this way.

Then he brightened. Linzee watched as he quickly shed his clothes. “I want you to lie on the bed.”

The command in his voice told her not to argue. She stood up and laid down crossways on the king-sized bed in the center of the room. When Foster approached her, his eyes full of heat and longing, need overcame her, and she spread her legs in invitation.

But instead of climbing in between them, Foster went to the other side of the bed and lay down next to her so his head was near her hips. She looked down at him as he grinned. “Now it’s time for my treat.”

Linzee bit back a squeal as Foster reached to grab her hips. In one swift move, his strong hands pulled her on top of him, her knees straddling head, her pussy just above his face, and her mouth hovering over his cock.

His tongue trailed along the inside of her thigh, and Linzee could barely breathe. She didn’t know how she was going to concentrate, but she was determined to give Foster the best blowjob of his life. She opened her mouth and hungrily sucked him in. His deep moan vibrated against the lips of her pussy, and she could feel it to her very core.

In this position, she could take his length so much easier. One hand tightened on his thigh as the other came up to cup his balls, the weight of them heavy and satisfying in her hand.

She gasped around him as his mouth began to explore her pussy. His tongue started out stroking slowly along her lips, spearing into her before licking up to swipe gently over her clit.

She was so close already, could feel her thighs quivering around his head. Swallowing against him, Linzee felt him grow even harder as the head of his cock broached the back of her throat.

The lashes of his tongue against her clit were becoming more insistent.Almost there.

Foster settled his hands on her buttocks and squeezed, steadying her against his face so she couldn’t move her hips. When his lips formed suction around her clit, she thought she was going to pass out.

She began bobbing her head faster, taking him all the way down to the root, sucking harder. She moaned around his cock as Foster’s tongue began to flick firmly back and forth over the very center of her clit.

At the first pulse of his cock in her mouth, Linzee exploded against him, her head a blur on his cock as her hand gently rolled and squeezed his balls. Her legs shook as she cried out around him, swallowing the ribbons of come that graced her throat.

She continued to stroke him slowly with her hand as she pulled her mouth off of him. Foster’s hands were still tight on her hips, holding her firmly against his mouth as his tongue worked to wring every last whimper and shudder from her body until she collapsed.

Her breath was ragged as she rolled off him. Her eyes closed and she tried to catch her breath as she felt Foster shift on the bed next to her. She opened her eyes to see his face hovering over hers, his blue eyes smiling down at her.

“Hi,” she said hoarsely.

“Hello, love.” He grinned, planting a kiss on her mouth. She didn’t think there had ever been anything as erotic as tasting herself on his lips. Her flavor combined with his on her tongue. She was so filled with love for this man that it almost hurt.

“If you enjoyed this, wait until you see how I celebrate Christmas morning.” He waggled his eyebrows, making her laugh. But her laugh turned to a squeak when pounding started on the door.

Ethan’s voice said, “You two had better not be doing what I think you’re doing in there.”

Foster’s eyes widened as Linzee clasped her hand over her mouth to stifle a giggle.

“Uh, we’re just talking, brother,” Foster yelled toward the door.

“Fuck,” Ethan muttered on the other side of the door. “First my fucking kitchen and now my fucking bed. Someone needs to put those two in a cage.”

The grumbling continued and faded as Ethan stomped back down the hall.

Linzee erupted into a fit of giggles, causing Foster to chuckle as he pressed kisses all over her face.

“Life with you is going to be fun, sugar,” he said. “I love you.”

She leaned in for one sweet kiss wondering how she’d ever gotten so lucky.

The End