His confession made me laugh.“I knew that.”
“You did?”
I nodded.“You said I’m street smart.”I let that dangle a little so he’d catch up.“Duh.”
An uncharacteristic blush crept up his skin.He licked his lips and tried to study me while also trying to hide the act.Eventually, he gave up and stared at the carpet.“Kindred spirits…”
I tugged on his shirt so he’d pay attention.“Yes.My soul knows yours.Deal with it.”
His mouth opened a little.I longed to kiss him again.
“Ringo?”
Something cleared on his face.“We’re even.”
It took me a moment to catch up.“Yes, we’re even.You used me, I might have used you to get over the wound of my ego getting bruised by Johnny’s bad behavior.We’ve even.Now, where do we go from here?”
His eyes drifted to the bed.
With a tug, I pounced onto the mattress, dragging him with me.The robe’s knot worked loose, and I snuck a hand up his shirt.We were both kissing the other deeply.His tongue twisted with mine, vying for control.It was messy and perfect.
I got one of his arms released from the sleeve, but the rest of his shirt tangled on his chest.
My robe pooled at my waist, and he wrapped his freed hand around my left tit.I glanced down, realizing this was moving fast.
Our eyes met.
Ringo tipped his head, as if to ask, are we going to talk or …not?
I shook my head and slipped my hands free from the fabric and stripped his shirt off.I tossed it on the floor before attacking the fastening of his pants.
But I couldn’t finish the job because he picked me up again and tipped me to my back.His body wedged between my legs and his shoulders kept them spread wide.I protested until his mouth met my pussy.
There were much better things to do than complain.I gripped his hair.Control or desperation drove my fingers to tangle there and dig in.
He growled against my clit.A shiver of ecstasy shot through my body, and I couldn’t stop the cry of delight that broke free.That sound made him double his efforts to drive me insane.His tongue flicked in maddening erratic circles, and he’d shifted his grip on my legs to press against the soft hinge of my hips.His thumbs were free to caress my slick skin under his chin.
I squirmed as one thumb rimmed the opening.“Ringo, please.”I needed him inside me.I needed release.Hell.I needed him desperately.
His reply was muffled by his lips and tongue working me toward the edge.It buzzed against my skin.That made my eyes cross.“Do that again.”
His half stifled laugh blew across my skin.I moaned because I missed his mouth terribly.A second later he hummed and flattened his tongue on my clit.
I shot out of my head as my pussy clamped down on the finger he’d slipped inside me.My cries panted free as my body both came alive and shut out the world.It focused on the sensations shooting through my system, and tightened around his head.
He licked me again, and my back arched.A moan, unladylike and guttural escaped.I couldn’t even form his name as I panted in its wake.
“There you are,” he said as my eyes refocused.
His chin was wet and his eyes sharp.He’s a wolf.I thought.Casey’s warning almost made me giggle.“Get up here.Let me taste you.”
Ringo grinned.“You mean, taste yourself.”
Whatever.I dragged him by the hair so I could latch onto his mouth.My legs wrapped around his waist to fit his covered dick against my sensitized pussy.It felt good, but not nearly good enough.I broke free and shoved him to his knees so I could finally unbutton those damn slacks and strip him bare.
“Ellie.”
I ignored him, getting the button free and attacking the zipper.
