Page 27 of Romancing the Rude Guy

I’m licking some syrup off my fingers and look up to have my eyes clash with his heated ones.

“I’m finding I’m not that hungry for pancakes. I have a taste for something else,” he says in a voice full of need.

He comes over, urges me up, and leads me to the other end of the long dining room table. With my butt pressed against the solid oak table, he lifts me until I’m seated on the edge. Pulling up my dress, his green eyes flare wide at the sight of my bare pussy.

“No panties,” he says in a throaty growl. “Alice, I didn’t realize you were so naughty.” His hands dive between my thighs, and I part them for him.

Without another word, he lowers his head, his tongue swiping wetly up my slit and lapping at the hard little nub of my clit. Electric tingles shoot from that nerve-packed bundle, and I toss my head back as my breathing speeds up.

Using my arms, I hold myself up and watch as Marcus buries his face in my pussy and feasts. His tongue caresses every inch of my inner folds before diving into my entrance and lapping at the growing wetness pooling there for him.

He moans and releases throaty murmurs of appreciation as he messily eats me. When he spears me with two fingers, my hips lift, and I let out a strangled cry as pleasurable sensations bombarded me.

I’m lifting higher and higher as pleasure hums through my body. When Marcus sucks my clit into his mouth and curls his fingers to press hard against my front wall, I scream as I come in a rush.

My orgasm rips through me, leaving me stunned and my entire body riding an intense wave of bliss. Marcus continues to tease my clit, and it becomes way too much.

Panting wildly, I burrow my fingers into his sleep-mussed hair and try to push him away. “Enough!” I beg, trying to squirm backwards on the table, but his strong hands on my thighs stop my movements.

He lifts his head from between my thighs, his face from nose to chin glistening with my wetness. Running his tongue along his lips, he groans. “Delicious.”

With my legs splayed open and my ravished pussy leaking, all I can do is stare at him.

“Again?” he rasps, lowering his mouth to me and blowing gently on my tender, swollen clit.

I tunnel my fingers into his hair and guide him to me, whimpering at the first soft lick.

My eyes roll up to the ceiling as Marcus brings me to orgasm again and again. Breakfast is long forgotten on the table and the only thing I’m hungry for is more of his touch.

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

MARCUS

While Alice staggers off to one of the bathrooms, I head into mine and clean up. A definite plus of working from home is I have little concern over being late for work, though this morning I’m definitely behind.

My eyes snap wide and I fairly fly out of the bathroom, coming to a halt in front of the guest bathroom. “Alice!” I yell, pounding on the door. “I’m sorry, but I think we made you late for work.”

More than late. It’s almost ten now.

There’s the sound of rustling on the other side of the door and then it slowly swings inwards to reveal her beautiful, smiling face. “I actually called off work today. So I’m good.”

I should have done the same. Grimacing, I back up. “I’m sorry, I wasn’t thinking. I have a few things I need to get done this morning.”

She nibbles on her lower lip. “I understand. I didn’t expect you to do the same.” She exits the bathroom and goes to walk by. I reach out and grasp her wrist.

“You don’t have to leave.”

“I don’t want to be in your way,” she says softly.

I shake my head. “Never. You could never be in my way. Let me deal with a few things, then I can make us something to eat. After that, the day is open to whatever you like.”

Her smile is back in full force. “I’d like that. But how about I make the food while you work? Then I need to go to my house and change.”

“Never change. I like you exactly how you are.”

Alice rolls her eyes, but I can tell by the tinge of pink on her cheeks and her sweet smile that she doesn’t mind my silliness. Even though it’s not that silly, I truly do like her.

Still in my t-shirt and baggy pajama bottoms, I roll into my office and quickly start going over a few reports. It’s hard to keep my mind on track as I envision the ways Alice and I can spend our unexpected day together.

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