Page 182 of Hold Me Until Morning

Chills flew as he nudged it down, and I shifted so he could drag it under my bottom, and he knelt as he fully twisted it free of my ankles.

Leaving me bare except for the tiny slip of satin that covered my aching center.

“So fucking stunning, darlin’, stealing my breath the way you do.”

My nipples hardened.

Diamond peaks.

He went in for another scoop of the dessert, smearing the whipped cream over my left breast before he sucked the pebbled tip into his hot mouth.

Pleasure zipped through me, lighting up between my thighs.

I whimpered and wiggled on the chair.

“So good,” he said. “So sweet. You’re the treat, Hailey Wagner.”

Then he leaned up high on his knees, fingers deft as he plucked out the pins in my hair, carefully, watching me the whole time as he untwisted the halo and unwound the braid until the long locks of my hair drifted down around my shoulders.

“Look at you. An angel I could never deserve. I’m on my knees for you. I’m going to need you to spread yours.”

Whimpering, I complied, hands clinging to the edges of the chair like I might float away, my stomach twisted as I watched him dig around for a whole strawberry in the bowl.

One side of his delicious mouth tweaked up as he dragged the tip of it over the scrap of my underwear.

My hips arched from the chair. “Please.”

“My sweet, eager girl. I’m going to give it to you, darlin’. Don’t you worry.”

“You’re teasing me.”

He chuckled a low sound that tumbled through me like greed. “It’s going to be worth it.”

Cody hooked his fingers in the band of my underwear, and I drove my heels into the ground and lifted from the chair so he could get them free.

Shivers raced as he slowly dragged them down my legs, his gaze eating me up as he did.

My knees quaked as I sat there fully naked.

“Spread them wide,” he ordered, and I obeyed. A short gasp ripped up my throat when he repeated the motion with the strawberry, though this time he was dragging it through my center.

Then he lifted it to his mouth and sank his teeth into the red-fleshed fruit, chewing slow as he watched me through the dancing shadows of my room. “Yeah, my girl is the sweetest treat.”

I mewled a desirous sound, the man spinning me into disorder, no foundation left.

No fortitude or rationale or the thought of what waited for us outside these walls as he was pushing to standing and peeling off his tee as he went.

Need grappled through my insides as I gaped at the magnitude of the man. At that packed, bare chest with the designs rippling over muscle, his stomach flexing and bowing with strength as he stood right in front of me.

It was me who was reaching for the buttons, tearing through them like a fiend, because I wasn’t sure I could take the playing for a second more. “I need you,” tumbled from my lips.

“You got me, Hailey.” There was something about the way he said it as he swiped his thumb over my lip, gathering a bit of the whipped cream that remained there and sucking it into his mouth.

A roll of thunder curled through me, rocking through the place that I’d tried to keep protected.

Gaze fierce, he shoved down his jeans and underwear.

His cock popped free, enormous and hard and pointing for me. I leaned forward and licked the tip.

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