“Are you sure?”I leaned in, lips brushing her ear and voice dropping low.“You can ride my fingers or…hands, before you leave.I’ll make it so good you won’t even remember why you said no.”
13
NOT A CHANCE
KATIE
My sex burned with his suggestion.The scent of his woody cologne and the way his eyes burned looking at me made me reconsider leaving.
I swallowed and tried to have more self-control.“I have to go.”My lips pursed at the sight of his bulge.It was such a shame that he had a huge and pretty dick.If it were something average, it would have been fine.But that weapon of mass destruction was goingnowherenear my pussy.“Um… sorry for that and… good luck?”
Stop speaking, Katie.
I cringed internally, but the way his lips quirked made me feel better.And sadder.I would have loved to spend more time with him.As a bonus to his hot body, he was an expert at cunnilingus.
“You’re cute,” he said, leaning down and kissing my cheek.I remained stunned, frozen in place when his warm breath caressed my skin and saw how close his lips were to mine.
When he pulled back, my heart fell a little, wishing he would kiss me on my lips.
But it was too late for that.
I knew how to kiss.I didn’t need lessons in them, so it would simply be a waste of time.
“I’ll see you later,” Dex purred, wearing his proud smirk.“I’m always up for late-night booty calls or FaceTime.”
He winked, and I had the urge to lean on the tips of my toes—even in my heels—and pinch his ear.
“Bye, Dex,” I said, rolling my eyes.
“Bye, Kit-Kat,” he said, his voice barely audible, but I heard it just as I closed the door behind me.I leaned back against the wall and wondered why that nickname sounded so familiar.My cheek still tingled from his kiss, and I brushed my fingers over the spot, feeling the blood rush to my face.
I was going mad.Over a cheek kiss.
Shaking my head, I went to the elevator, sure that I would never see or meet him again.Despite his desperate need to please me, he seemed familiar in a way I couldn’t put my finger on.
Maybe he’s someone I bumped into at a coffee shop or who visited our store.
Not that I would ever see him again.
* * *
The hot breaththat fanned my cheek felt familiar.
His hands, big, rough, and greedy, slid over my body.Nothing like his usual gentle touch.His mouth burned hot at my neck, sucking until I moaned and arched up into him.His warm body pressing against mine felt deliciously sexy.If someone put an ice-cube on me, it’d probably melt off.
“Fuck,” Dex whispered, his low, smoky voice echoing in my head and making me twist underneath his weight.“Your skin is so soft.You smell like a bakery.”
“It’s my vanilla body butter,” I moaned.It was one of my favorites and I always had another tub in stock.I made a mental note to remember to order a body wash with the same fragrance since I was running out of it.
He hummed, shoving my legs wider and sliding his fingers between my thighs and teasing me until I whimpered.
“Don’t stop,” I said, clutching his shoulders.The pads of his fingers made slow circles on my sensitive clit, but he kept increasing the pressure, making me moan and gasp.
“Not a chance,” he groaned, kissing lower and lower until his tongue made my hips buck in anticipation.He pinned me down harder, devouring me like a starved man.His hot tongue was lethal, and each stroke brought me closer and closer to the edge.
“More,” I panted, pushing my pussy into his face.
Hot white lust rose so fast it made my toes curl.My body coiled tighter and tighter until I thought I would shatter.
