Page 86 of The Summer Playbook


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He scanned his phone to the device, and the door clicked. He pushed it open, and once it shut, his eyes darkened. “I want to give you so many other firsts, Mallinson.”

My breath caught in my throat.

“It’s ten.” He undid one of his cuffs. “The pool closed already. So, here’s what we’re going to do.”

“God, your bossy voice is hot.”

“Yeah?”

“Makes me want you to tell me what to do and call me a good girl.”

His eyes heated, and his nostrils flared. “Are you wearing a bra?”

“No.” I smirked and slid one of the straps down. “I can’t with this dress.”

“Fuck.” He shuddered as he undid his other cuff. “Are you wearing panties?”

“Maybe.” I fought a smile as I undid the other strap of the dress, letting the silky material fall on either side, exposing my breasts to him. My nipples tightened with need and cold, and my breathing only increased from his stare. “Why?”

“Take off your dress, now.” His focus was on my tits as he undid the rest of his shirt. The front of his pants looked a little bulged, and I took my time sliding my hands toward my waist.

“Are you getting undressed too?”

“Don’t ask questions, Mack. You’re doing what I say.”

“Yes, sir.” I let the rest of the dress fall to the floor andstood there in my heels and red laced panties. They left nothing to the imagination, and they were already soaked.

“You’re making this list hard to complete. I want to fucking lick you until you scream. God, the way you look right now…” he trailed off, his voice going low as he stepped near me. “One taste.”

“Are you telling or asking?” I teased, willing to do anything he wanted.

“Saucy girl. Spread your legs.” Dean kneeled in front of me, and holy shit. This was a wet dream come to life. His shirt hung unbuttoned, his chest on display as he ran his nose along my inner thigh and over the damp fabric.

I didn’t have time to feel self-conscious, not when he groaned and gripped my ass in his hands. “If you only getonetaste, make it count.”

“Mouthy. God, that’s hot.” He tongued my clit over the fabric, the deep growl coming from his chest making me wetter. It was like he was enjoying this as much as I was.

I gripped his hair, guiding him to stay right between my thighs. “You look good on the ground for me.”

“I need to fuck you.” He slid the fabric to the side, tonguing me bare and sliding into me.

I shuddered at the sensation. It was so raw, so dirty, soright.He didn’t just tease me with his tongue, he probed me, sending every nerve into a frenzy. “With your mouth?”

“Everything.” He groaned into me. “Your pussy is derailing my plans.”

I closed my eyes, enjoying the feel of him touching me everywhere. My ass, my pussy, his breath on my thighs. “Hate it when that happens.”

He chuckled before sliding a finger inside me, not stopping his continual stroke of my clit. He sucked it into his mouth, releasing it with a pop that had me shuddering. “I’m a guy whowants to stick to a plan,” he said, moaning as he slid my panties back in place and moved to sit on the edge of the bed.

He looked manic. His pupils were dilated, his jaw tense, and his lips wet fromme.“It took heroic strength to stop right now. I want that noted.”

“And why did you stop? I want your tongue on me, in me,” I said, hoping his reaction would be worth it.

He hissed. “Fuck, Mackenzie. Okay, we have all night. Let’s knock out skinny dipping.”

“Or… we could do that at the lake house next week?”

“No.” He licked his lips and palmed his cock through his pants. “With everyone around? No. They don’t get to see you.”