Page 3 of Tame Me

I slipped my French knickers down and tossed them toward my dress.

His jaw dropped, and he frowned.

It wasn’t the reaction I’d expected, and I frowned right back at him. “What?”

“Oh, ummm, you have hair.”

I put my hands over my sex. “Is that bad?”

“No, no. It’s not bad, it’s just, I’ve never been with a woman with. . . like you. I like it. It’s womanly.” His comments were loaded with awe. So much so that I lowered my hands, proud to show off my womanly features.

“This is how we do it on the Gold Coast,” I lied. I had no idea what other women did on the Gold Coast. Except for Lolly that is. . . she had no hair below her eyebrows.

“It’s incredible. Like you’re concealing a delicious secret.”

I tugged my lip into my mouth. I liked that description.

I’d shaved myself once, then decided never again. Not only was it itchy and unfeminine, but it took me back to when I was a twelve-year-old girl. I liked being the woman I was meant to be.

As we stood ogling each other, a lightning bolt shot through me.

I shouldn’t be here. I should be at reception!

I could stare at this fine masterpiece all night, but I needed to move this wonderful show along.

But . . . maybe just one more yoga pose. “Can you do one more position for me?”

He wriggled his eyebrows. Then he eased backward and sat on the edge of the bed. He pushed himself back, so his hands were between his thighs, then with the muscles in his arms bulging, he pointed his legs straight forward and raised his legs off the bedcovers.

His legs were wide, which allowed his cock to point right at me, and his balls dangled below his legs, touching the mattress and just begging me to play with them.

I stepped forward, placed my knee on the bed, and whispered in his ear, “Don’t move.”

I reached beneath him, and as I took the full weight of his balls into my hand, he sucked the air in through his teeth and closed his eyes. Even the most muscular men were delicate creatures. As I gently rolled his testicles in my hand, I glided my tongue up his neck and sucked his earlobe into my mouth.

A slight tremor shuddered over him, and the second I let go of his balls, he dropped to the bed.

“Come here, you.” He grabbed me, and before I knew it, he laid back and pulled me on top of him, so I straddled his torso with my legs on either side of his body.

“You make it impossible to concentrate.” Grinning, he reached up and cupped my breasts, taking one in each hand.

“I thought you were a master.”

“I am.” He grinned. “Just not when there’s a gorgeous, naked woman in my room with her hands all over me.

“Hmmm.” His cock was a hard rod prodding my butt cheek, and the irresistible urge to push that glorious muscle inside me dominated my thoughts. I squirmed on his belly, rubbing my pussy over his defined torso.

Maxx reached down and thumbed my clit. The sensation shot delicious pulses through me and triggered an urgency that I should’ve had since the second I stepped into his room.

I held up my finger. “Don’t move.” Gliding down his body, I slid my tongue up his mighty erection. Maxx clutched the sheets, tearing them from the bed. With my lips wrapped around the head of his cock, I watched for his reaction as I slowly sucked him into my mouth.

And what a reaction it was. He pushed up onto his elbows, and with his incredible eyes drilling into mine, his cock swelled in my mouth.

My insides did delicious shudders as I rolled my lips up and down his cock, all the while, his eyes were on me, watching every move I made. He licked his lips and his eyes rolled. Knowing I had him on the edge, I drew my lips to the head of his crown and curled my tongue around his swollen head as I released.

I pushed up to my feet and raced to my bag to grab a condom. “Here, quick, put this on.”

He tore the foil packet open with his teeth, spat the top aside, removed the rubber, and rolled it onto his erection. Then he grabbed me again, positioning me so I straddled him and could glide that monster into me whenever I was ready.

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