Page 49 of Best Of You


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I lavish her with attention. I keep one hand on her breast while undoing the buttons of her jeans with the other.

But I don’t go any farther. I toy with the hem of her underwear beneath, keeping my hand flat on her stomach. I turn my attention to her other nipple. Swirling my tongue around the tight bud, I blow a warm breath of air across it.

“Go lower,” she says.

Her hand covers mine, trying to push it farther down, but I pull back, linking our hands together.

“I’m learning something new about you tonight,” I say, staring down at her.

“What’s that?” she whines.

“How impatient you are.”

“And I’m learning just how much patience you have.”

I nip at her ear. “Alice, I’ve been waiting weeks for this. A few more minutes isn’t going to make any difference.”

“If I say I’m sorry for making you wait, will you move it along?”

A cunning smile spreads across my face as I shake my head. “You can try, but I doubt it.”

This time, I pull her jeans off so she’s in only her underwear. A pink, sensible pair. Something so Alice, but sexy at the same time.

Her hands are in her hair, frustration rolling off her in waves.

“I’m going to have to start without you.”

Grabbing her hand, I press a kiss to her palm. “No fucking way. You are not having fun without me tonight.”

“I think you’re the only one having fun right now.”

“Teasing you?” I drag a knuckle over the wet spot on her underwear. “Fuck, yeah.”

“See if I give you a blow job.”

“Hmm. Is that on the table?”

My cock jumps in my sweats, totally on board with that idea. He can wait. Tonight, it’s all about Alice and making her feel good. So damn good, she’s going to want to keep doing this again and again.

“Not unless you do something—andfast.”

Hooking a finger through her underwear, I tug them off of her. “Then why don’t you sit on my face?”

“What?” That cuts through the lust-induced fog she’s in.

“You heard me.” I drink my fill of her pussy, glistening with need. “I want to eat you out while you sit on my face.”

Lying on the bed next to her, I pat my chest.

“What if?—”

“I’ll be fine,” I answer, knowing exactly what she’s worried about. “Trust me.”

Sitting up, Alice swings one leg over my body and wiggles her way up my chest. Grabbing her ass, I move her so her pussy is hovering over my mouth.

I press a kiss to the mound above her clit before moving lower. I slide a finger inside of her, moving her wetness around. Playing with the tight pucker of her ass.

She purrs. Fuckingpurrs.Oh, yeah. We’re definitely going to revisit that someday. Not tonight.