“Fuck,” he mutters against my skin, taking both breasts in his hand. When he pulls it down, the air makes my nipples harden. The weight of his stare on my body only intensifies the feeling. He takes one in his mouth—sucking and biting before doing the same with the other. “Perfect. So. God. Damn. Perfect.”
My hips move on the counter, my body’s way of saying it wants more. No, itneedsmore.
He stands tall, reaching between us with a smirk on his face. “My girl isbeggingfor a release, isn’t she?”
I nod eagerly.
I feel the way he calls mehis girlthroughout my entire body.
He unbuttons my jeans, sliding the zipper down painfully slow. I look down, watching every deliberate movement before I adjust myself enough to allow him to yank the jeans off my legs. I pull the tank top over my head and toss my lace bra to the side. I meet his eyes again, and they are already locked on me. I open my legs, willing him to step back between them.
But he doesn’t.
He doesn’t move.
His eyes trail every inch of exposed skin. This isn’t the first time he’s seen me naked, but it feels like it. I’ve never felt so vulnerable watching him watch me. But at the same time, it’s exhilarating to have him looking at me the way he is.
I don’t feel watched.
I feel chosen.
“You fucking undo me, Scottie.”
“What are you planning to do about it?”
He smirks, sinking to his knees in front of me. My mouth opens, but closes quickly when he presses a kiss to my inner thigh. My body tenses for a moment before it morphs into pleasure.
“First,” he says, kissing the inside of my opposite thigh. “I’m going to make you come on my tongue.”
I bite down on my bottom lip as he trails his lips farther up my thighs. He stops just over my pussy. “And then,” he says, his breath on the fabric of my panties only building the anticipation between my legs. “I’m going to sink my cock into you and make you come again, and again. I’m going to ruin you the way you’ve already ruined me.”
“Promises, promises,” I pant.
A devilish grin spreads on his lips as he looks up at me, hooking a finger into the side of my panties and pushing them to the side. Then he presses his face between my legs, sucking on the bundle of nerves wound so tight. I cry out almost instantly from the contact. My head falls back, and my hips rock forward against his face. He swipes his tongue across my clit before sucking it again.
“Tucker,” I moan, unable to hold it in.
I open my legs wider for him, wanting to feel more. I reach forward, placing my hand on the back of his head, holding him in place as the pressure builds inside of me. Every swipe of his tongue only makes me that much closer to ecstasy.
“That feels so good,” I tell him. “So good.”
He presses one palm against my inner thigh, opening me up even more for him. I rest my foot on the edge of the counter, watching every move he makes. He reaches up with the other hand, inserting one finger in, and it’s only then that my head falls back.
It’s all too much.
“No,” he says, still fucking me with his finger. “Keep watching, Scottie. I want you to see the way I’m devouring you.” I look down between my legs, and the way he’s looking up at me with my arousal coating his lips. “Such a good girl.”
“More,” I say breathlessly.
He replaces his finger with two, and it nearly makes me come right then and there. He swipes his tongue along my clit andfucks me hard with two fingers, hooking them to hit the spot that sends me over the edge.
Stars dance across my vision, and it feels like the world can’t quite contain what’s happening. My entire body feels like a fuse on the edge of an explosion. My breath shudders, quickening to the point I can’t control it. Pleasure coils tight until it feels like I’m going to come undone entirely.
“Come for me, babe,” Tucker rasps.
My thoughts scatter, dissolving into color and heat.
I tip right over the edge, screaming his name like a prayer. Over and over as my orgasm ripples through my body. For a heartbeat, I forget everything—fear and restraint. There’s only release rippling through me in waves.
