He tugs at the tie around his neck and drags it from his collar, then wraps it around his fist as he stalks toward me. “Lose the top.”
Chin held high, smirk in place, I lift my blouse over my head and toss it at him.
He snatches it with one hand and pulls it to his nose, inhaling, his attention still on me. “Bra too.”
I shrug. “Whatever you say, JJ.”
I snap the back of my bra and let it fall to the ground.
A sigh escapes him, his eyes roving all over me.
I look down at my unpierced nipples, then grin at him. “Disappointed?”
He bites his fist. “With you?Never.”
Then his gaze drops to my pants. “Show me.”
Biting back a smile, I push down my pants, making sure to kick them toward him when I’m done. “Is that what you wanted?”
“Adeline,” he warns, damn close to losing his patience.
I dig my thumbs into my panties, toying with the black lace. “Is this what you want?”
Jaw hard, he grunts. I take pity on him and shimmy my panties down slowly. I can’t help but to tease him even when I’m obeying.
His eyes narrow like he’s searching for a sign he’s missed.
I slap a hand over my bare cunt. “On your knees.”
Without hesitation, he goes down, hitting the floor with a thud.
I’m giddy with power. Turned on over the control.
Those stunning blue eyes of his lift to mine. “Now what?”
I bite my lip, a thrill zipping up my spine. He’d do anything I ask right now. Anything at all.
“Crawl.”
His eyes flare for one singular moment, war raging there. He almost fights me on it. Almost. Instead, he drops his hands to the floor, and like a goddamn predator, he prowls to me.
Shit. Suddenly, I’m no longer in control. I’m the prey. And this man is going to eat me alive.
When he reaches my feet, he lifts his head, running his nose between my thighs. “Fuck, Addie baby. You smell incredible.”
I can barely breathe over my desire.
“See anything new?”
Sliding his tongue between my thighs, he parts my lips, searching. Imoan and my hand falls to his head, my fingers digging into his hair. God, that feels good.
He hums against my sex and then sucks my clit into his mouth. “Nope. Tastes the same too.”
I grab his hair and pull, forcing him to look at me. “And how do I taste?”
He grins. “You taste like mine.”
He buries his face again, forcing my legs apart, then returns to licking and sucking until I’m a quivering mess. Until I get too loud, moaning his name. Then his hands are around my hips and his mouth is pressed to mine, swallowing all my sounds.
