Page 30 of Foreplay with the Boss

“What do you want, Kat?” he asked, his husky voice half promise, half threat.

“I want to feel your skin on my skin.”

He wrapped his arm around me, his warm chest against mine as he made another devouring sweep of my mouth with his tongue. I dragged my hands down the strong muscles of his back, and when I used my nails, he groaned.

He boosted me into his arms, and when his gaze bored into mine, I saw that his pupils had nearly taken over the blue. “Couch or bed?”

I glanced toward the living room. I wanted to be adventurous, but I also had a feeling we’d need lots of space. “Bed.”

I wrapped my legs around his waist as he walked us across the living room and down the hall, hefting my weight like he didn’t even feel it. He flipped the light on and started for the king-sized bed in the middle of the room.

“But the light?”

He paused, confusion crinkling his brow. “What about it?” “It’s so bright. We should turn it off. At least for this first time.” Telling him what I wanted was hard enough without extra illumination.

“No,” he said. “I’ve been wanting to see every inch of you since the moment we met, and I plan on seeing every. Single. Inch.” He tossed me on the bed and yanked my skirt down, leaving me in just my panties. They were almost embarrassingly damp already, and thinking about the way he touched me in the restaurant only made me that much wetter.

“I…”

Jameson locked eyes with me and dragged one fingertip down, between my breasts. He rested his hand flat on my lower stomach, rocking the heel of his palm against me and eliciting a needy whimper. “Do I need to punish you?”

“No. Please, no.”

“You better tell me what you want, then. What do you want, Kat? You want my tongue on you?”

“Yes. God, yes.”

“Where exactly do you want it?” He lowered his head and licked the spot just under my breasts. “Here?” He licked my belly button and I arched my hips, trying to get friction where I needed it. “Here?” He dragged his tongue across the top of my lacy panties. Then he looked at me and waited, a predatory gleam in his eyes.

“I want it on me.”

One eyebrow slowly cocked up. “On you…?”

“I want your mouth on…” I couldn’t believe I was going to just say it, but I couldn’t take it any longer. “I want your tongue on my clit, and I want you to flick it with your tongue until I come.”

True to his word, he rewarded me by tugging down my panties and replacing them with his tongue. He groaned, the vibrations traveling across my skin and turning me on even more. One delicious sensation after another shivered through me, almost too much to take and yet I wanted more.

I was going to ask for him to slide a finger in me, but that would be too greedy, right? Tongue and finger?

“Mmm, you taste good.” His eyes met mine as he gave me another long slow lick. My head rolled back on the pillow and I clenched handfuls of the bedspread.

Never mind. The tongue is enough.

But then he parted my wet lips with his fingers and slipped one inside of me, sending the blissful sensations coursing through me to a whole new level. “One or two?” he asked, then he added another finger and I thought I was going to explode from the amount of pleasure flooding my body.

“Better answer, Kat. It’d be a shame to have to punish you when you’re so close.”

“Two. Definitely two.”

He thrust his fingers inside of me again, curling them and hitting a spot that I didn’t know I had, but definitely wanted to become better acquainted with. He placed his mouth over me as he continued pumping his fingers, and I could feel the orgasm coming, starting from my toes and traveling up my body and…

“Jameson.” I tumbled over the edge with his name on my lips and my fingers in his hair. He eked out every ounce of pleasure, not stopping until I was completely boneless.

It took me a few minutes to realize he was still wearing pants, which was completely unacceptable. I sat up and fumbled with his belt for a moment before finally getting it undone.

He groaned as I freed him from the tight fabric. I cupped him over his boxers and he arched into my touch. Then I pushed them down.

And stared.

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