“Yes. God, yes.” She shifts in my lap, opening her legs wider to give me better access.
Fuck, this is the most exquisite torture and I capture her lips once again, driving my tongue into her mouth the way I’m moving my finger. She kisses me back without hesitation, giving as good as she takes, and I feel her walls fluttering around my finger. She’s close—hell, so am I—and I add a second finger,curving them up just right. She whimpers and then her legs clamp around my hand. A soft cry escapes her, her hips cant up to take my fingers even deeper, and I feel a rush of liquid as she gushes all over my hand.
“That’s my girl,” I whisper. “Come all over my fingers so I can lick them clean when you’re done.”
She moans through sexy little aftershocks that has her pussy continuing to pulse around my fingers.
When I’m relatively sure she’s finished, I pull them out and bring them to my mouth.
“My favorite taste in the world,” I say, licking my lips.
She sighs, a smile playing on her mouth. “That was awesome.”
“Just wait—it gets better.”
She’s still smiling. “If that was any indication, I’m very much looking forward to it.”
“Here or on the bed?”
A shrug. “You choose.”
I think about it but only briefly. “First time on the bed. Then the shower. Then maybe bent over the couch.”
“I see.” The smile is still firmly pasted on her pretty face. “Because you like to watch the door, right? Two birds, one stone?”
I snort. “Don’t worry, baby—I’ll still be on bodyguard duty.”
She slowly slides off my lap and stands up, tugging her dress over her head. “I certainly hope so.”
Sweet Jesus.
I knew her body would be amazing, but it’s better than anything I imagined. Soft and slim with womanly curves and the sweetest, roundest little breasts. They’re the perfect size, too—not too big and not too small. I’ve always said anything more than a mouthful is a waste and hers fit that description to a T.
“Landon?” She’s watching me drink in every inch of her.
“Just appreciating the gorgeous view,” I say gruffly.
“Do I get something to view too?”
I stand up and make a point of unbuttoning my dress shirt as slowly as possible. I watch as she licks her lips and immediately reaches out, running her hands over my abs.
“I didn’t think I could like anything more than your shoulders,” she says softly, “but your abs are pretty damn amazing.”
“Thank you.” I unzip my slacks and step out of them.
“No fair,” she murmurs. “Why are you wearing underwear?”
“I didn’t know I’d be getting naked tonight,” I respond, sliding them down.
“Yes, you did.” She gives me an impish smile before reaching out and wrapping her hand around my cock. “Damn, this is impressive.”
“Is it?” I watch as she softly strokes me, her hand moving up and down in an unhurried rhythm.
“Very.” She looks up at me. “And I can’t wait to have it inside me.”
“I need to get a condom,” I say quietly.
“What, bodyguards don’t carry them in their wallets?” she asks playfully.
