Page 73 of More Than Write


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“Yes.” She moans, pulling away to fumble with my belt as I hold her. “My room is upstairs.”

“Oh, trust me. I know where it’s at.”

By the time I make it to her room, my belt has been left behind somewhere and my jeans are unbuttoned. She drops to her feet and grins up at me, reaching up to touch my hat.

“Whatever you do,” she says softly, “keep this hat just the way it is.”

“You got it.” I take a step back and unzip my pants, pulling my shirt over my head. I do my best not to disturb the hat.

She takes a deep breath.

“Wow.”

I smirk and then widen my stance and cross my arms.

“I’m half naked. It’s time that you are too.”

Ever so slowly, she spins and takes a step backward.

“Can you unzip me?”

Her sweet smell surrounds me as my hand brushes her smooth, warm skin.

Greer Harrison is about to get naked for me. Me. Simon Stone.

The thought that I don’t deserve this creeps into my mind, so I shake it away.

Tonight, I do. Tonight, she does. If this is my only chance with her, I’m going to make it one we both remember for the rest of our lives.

She shimmies out of her dress, and it drops to the ground; all I can focus on is this gorgeous woman in front of me. Especially the bare skin of her perfect butt.

“Remove that too,” I say and nod to the black thong she’s wearing.

She blushes but does what she’s told.

My eyes scan her from head to toe, my cock jumping at the thought of what’s going to happen. Of that moment when I’m inside her and my name is the only word that falls from her lips.

“Now what?” she asks, standing in front of me completely bare.

I smile. “Do you like being told what to do?”

I brush my hand along her cheek before my lips descend on hers.

“Only by you,” she whispers.

That’s my snapping point.

I swoop one hand behind her to lift her as I spin to sit on the bed. She lands on my lap, legs straddling me.

She balances herself with her hands on my shoulder, pressing herself against me. She starts to sway her hips, but I grip them tight and stop her.

“I didn’t tell you that you could do that.”

“What am I supposed to do?”

I lean back, resting on my elbows for the briefest moment. “You crawl over me and sit on my face.”

Her eyes widen as she bites her lip, failing to hide the smile on her lips.