Page 76 of Hired By My Rich Baby Daddy 3

Before I could respond, he leaned in and slowly licked the Cool Whip from my lips. His eyes remained on mine as his teeth caught my bottom lip and gently pulled it.

Then he released me, picked up his cognac, and took another sip like nothing had happened.

I wiped my mouth with my index and middle fingers.

“Wow. You’re funny. You’re really on one tonight.”

His expression turned serious.

“I’m just at a point where I feel like life is too short. I might as well go for what I want, and I already told you I want you.” He set his glass down. “I’m not about to keep telling you. From here on out, I’m just gon’ show you.”

His hand circled my throat, tightening just enough to pull an unexpected moan from me. He nudged my feet apart with one of his and leaned forward, kissing me without saying another word.

My hands gripped his white tank top as the kiss intensified.

He grabbed me beneath my ass and lifted me, making me yelp before setting me on top of the island.

His eyes were filled with lust.

Actually, scratch that.

There was something else in them too. Something deeper that I couldn’t quite read.

His hands moved slowly up my legs, passing my knees and traveling along my thighs until they reached my hips. His fingers caught the sides of my panties and pulled them down my legs before tossing them across the kitchen.

“What are you doing?” I asked, breathing heavily.

He smirked.

“You already know what I’m about to do. I’m about to eat you until you cry.” He gripped my thighs. “Spread them legs.”

I slowly opened my thighs.

Ozy grabbed my hips and pulled me toward the edge of the island. He licked his lips as his eyes moved between my legs.

Then he leaned forward and kissed me there.

My head fell back as he kissed me several more times before his tongue began working against me. He moved slowly at first, taking his time and making my body tremble. When his tongue pushed inside me, my fingers immediately tightened around the edge of the counter.

“Ozy...”

He groaned against me before working his way back up to my clit. His tongue moved faster, applying more pressure as two fingers slowly slipped inside me.

I threw my head back and braced myself on one forearm while my other hand rested on his head.

My eyes closed as I moaned his name, biting down on my bottom lip to keep from waking Oaklynn.

What he was doing felt better than anything I remembered and everything I had spent our time apart dreaming about.

His fingers curled inside me, making a come-here motion while his tongue continued moving against my pearl.

Before I knew it, my stomach tightened.

My hips began bucking as I rode his face. Ozy held tightly to my thighs, refusing to let me pull away.

“Ozy! Oh my God!”

My orgasm tore through me long and hard.