Page 60 of Catch and Release

Suddenly, he leaned down and grabbed the underside of her thighs, bringing her legs to wrap around his waist as he picked her up. She wrapped her arms around his neck, clinging to him like her life depended on it, trying to get as close to him as she could, soaking up the groan he released when she grinded up against his growing erection. Their bodies were pure heat against each other, and with his shirt off, she could feel his firm muscles rubbing against her front.

He dropped her and she yelped before realizing he’d set her on the bed. Willa had been so caught up in the kiss that she hadn’t noticed he carried her to her room.

Shawn climbed over her, kneeing her legs apart as he came to the center of her.

“Take your bra off,” he growled.

She pulled her bra over her head, then shivered as she looked at Shawn. His eyes were rapt, ravenous. He didn’t move. His still form hovered over her body as he stared at her with such pure lust that she felt both exposed and confident as hell.

“God, you’re perfect, baby,” he whispered reverently, bringing a hand to palm one of her breasts. He gave it a gentle squeeze, then rubbed a thumb over her already perked nipple. “Been thinking about these tits for weeks. Wondering what they look like under those little bikinis you wear. Wondering if your skin is freckled under there or not.”

He leaned down til his mouth hovered over the nipple he hadn’t been fondling, pausing just above it until Willa started squirming in anticipation.

He grinned wickedly up at her. “Is there something you want?”

“Please,” she said.

“Use your words, Greene.”

“Suck my fucking tit already, you idiot.”

“Mmm,” he hummed against her nipple, then licked it gently with his tongue. “But you asked me so sweetly last night. Why aren’t you begging now?”

He moved a knee up to her center and she gasped at the pressure he expertly put on her clit before enclosing her nipple in his mouth, sucking and grazing his teeth so delicately that she began to tremble.

“Shawn,” she gasped as he kissed up to her neck, tugging an earlobe into his mouth before kissing her lips.

“I’m going to take your pants off now,” he said. “That okay?”

She nodded, hungry and feral with anticipation as his fingers gently tugged at her leggings.

“You’re not wearing panties,” he said, stopping briefly before tugging her leggings off.

Willa had forgotten about that minor detail.

“Ran out,” she panted as he tugged the leggings down her thighs, barely touching her, his eyes glued to hers.

“How often do you go commando because you need to do laundry?” his tone was steely, his eyes dark.

She squirmed as his hot breath fell over her thighs, his lips softly trailing kisses up her legs, up, up, up. Realizing where he was headed, she sat up and tried to stop him.

“Shawn, I haven’t showered since yoga this morn?—”

“If you think that’ll stop me from tasting you properly, you’ve got another thing coming.” He locked eye contact with her. “I asked you a question, Greene.”

“I go commando a lot,” she said breathlessly as he pinned her hips to the edge of the bed. “Never wore panties as a ballerina. Carried over to yoga, I guess.”

“I’m always going to be wondering if you’re wearing panties now,” Shawn said as he stared reverently at her pussy. She watched his Adam's apple bob before he looked back up at her. “I want to make you come on my tongue.”

“You don’t have to.”

“I want to. If you’re okay with it.”

Willa laughed breathlessly. “I’m extremely okay with that.”

She’d barely gotten all the words out of her mouth before he’d parted her folds and pressed his lips against her clit. She gasped as his tongue ran all the way up the center of her before coming back to her clit, sucking it so hard she released a breathy moan.

He grabbed her thighs and tossed them over his shoulders before pulling her closer to him and burying his face between her thighs, his thumbs digging into her hips as he pulled her closer. Willa let out an embarrassingly loud whimper, and he growled his approval against her. She squirmed underneath his attention, but he held her still, lapping his tongue against her in steady rhythms as she felt an orgasm build.

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