Page 49 of Ruthless Love

“What do you want to trade?”

“Isn’t it obvious?” he asks, looking up and down my body with a sexy half smile on his gorgeous face. When I shake my head, he answers with a laugh. “Pie.”

Confused, I giggle. “Um, that’s not exactly a trade.”

“No, not this pie,” he says, tracing a faint line against my aching crotch. “One that you bake.”

And just like that, the question is on my lips. “What’s your pleasure?” My brow tightens, but relaxes as soon as his kiss lands there.

“Surprise me.”

“Sure. A pie for a pie,” I say, breathy and hard when his stubble slides lightly down the side of my cheek. I turn, anticipating a kiss that doesn’t happen.

“Good,” he says. “I’m going to start with one question.”

I lick my lips and sigh. “Anything.”

His lips skim mine, causing them to tremble as his words feather against my mouth. “What’s your safe word?”

After I toss out a string of crazy safe words like “Dancing Queen” and “bologna,” because there’s no way any amount of thinking is happening with his cock pressed to my core, Austin’s warm laugh reassures me.

“We’ll work on safe words next time.”

Nodding fervently, I agree, already eager for a promised next time before he’s even begun.

“Now,” he says, his voice rumbling as the heat of his fingers tease the skin beneath my panties, lifting away each time I try to grind against them. Lightly, he presses soft kisses on my lips. “I’m going to touch you.” Kiss. “Tease you.” Another kiss. “Take my time.”

When I try kissing him first, he pulls away, and my whimper is audible.

“Shhh,” he whispers against my mouth. “First, ground rules. You give me complete control, and I give you everything I know you need. Deal?”

When the yes escapes my lips, his tongue invades my mouth and two fingers slip past my panties and slide deep into the heat of my soaked core. His pumps climb to a soothing pace, and when his thumb barely grazes my sensitive nub, it happens. An orgasm rips through me so quickly and easily, the only thing I can do is cover my wincing face with my arm.

No wonder he told me to keep my money. A woman who can’t hold out for two fucking minutes has got to be barely worth the man’s time.

Controlling my breathing enough to mutter, “Thanks,” I try shimmying my skirt back in place. Which is comical with his fingers still inside me.

Without blinking, he moves those dangerous fingers—tilts them just so and presses them against the perfect spot along my inside walls.

“Going somewhere?” he asks, with a confidence and cockiness that fills my face with a smile.

Panting, I can only shake my head as he drags his fingers in and out, and hits that spot again and again. And, oh my God. His open mouth sends a hot breath through the lace of my panties, warming my clit as a third finger plows in.

In an instant, I’m undone. Clamping against his three fingers and grinding them to a halt.

He drags them out of me and commands my attention. “Open your eyes.”

When my heavy lids open just enough, I’m completely turned on, watching him suck each finger clean. Mmm rumbles from his throat, and I see the sexy dip at the base of it—where his neck ends and that ripped chest begins. The little pocket of him I’m dying to kiss.

“I want you naked,” he says, laying open-mouthed kisses and light licks onto each area he reveals as he slowly peels off my clothes.

The warmth of his breath travels down the inside of my thighs, until his hands wrap around my ankles.

“Why did you wear those shoes?” he asks, still occupied with rubbing his stubble against my calves. “You weren’t wearing them earlier.” He places a soft kiss on each ankle, then puts my heels back on.

My surprise wanes beneath his soft touches, and I stare as he begins removing his own clothes. I can’t help the hitch in my breath when his pants fall to the floor and I see the fullness of his cock jutting out, topped with a growing bead of desire.

I lick my lips and when my eyes lift, soaking in every defined inch of his tight torso and built chest, I meet the darkness of his hungry gaze, giving him the only answer I have. “I thought you would like them.”

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