Page 20 of Starlight Salon

Chloe grins and presses her mouth to mine. My lips spread in a smile against hers and our teeth clack. When she swivels her hips, I lose the smile and grunt, settling my hands on her waist to still her delicious movements.

“You don’t want to?” Chloe asks, moving to stand.

My arms wrap around her waist and I spin us, so I’m pressing her into the couch. “I do. But I need you to come first.” I kiss her deeply, until she’s panting, and cup her cheek.

“But I already have.” Her hands trail down my chest, but I catch them before she can touch my erection. I’ll be done for if she touches me. No. She comes again. Then she can touch me.

“Here, I can take my time and see you properly.” I remove her shirt to reveal a sheer black bra. Her nipples are hard and poking through the fabric, and I brush my lips over them lightly, watching her reaction.

She bites her lip and sighs, “Okay.”

I leave open-mouth kisses between the valley of her breasts, and veer to the left, sucking her nipple into my mouth through the fabric. I tongue in circles and nip at her, grinning when she gasps and squirms beneath me.

I bark a laugh when she reaches behind her and rips her bra off. “Impatient are we?”

“Yes,” she pants, pulling at my shirt.

Shirt removed for her, I settle against her and shudder. Skin touching skin. “Better?”

She nods and drags me in for a kiss, arms wrapping around my shoulders. The warmth of her skin seeps into mine, settling something deep within me having her near, her floral scent surrounding me.

“You can keep going now. I wanted to touch your skin while you do your thing.” She pokes me in the shoulder, urging me towards her cunt.

I smirk but follow her directions. I was heading there anyway. Rubbing her pink nipples lightly, I suck one into my mouth. She squirms beneath me, hands rubbing up and down my back like she can’t stop herself from touching me. It shoots heat straight to my cock, knowing she can’t get enough, just like me. I lick down her stomach and tug her skirt off. It flutters to my floor, her clothing mixing with mine, after all this time wanting her. Needing her.

Chloe gazes at me through heavy lashes while my fingers hook into her underwear and slowly drag them down her legs. I press a kiss to her foot and trail my lips up her calf to her thigh and settle in. Because I’m not leaving. Not until I die.

I position her left leg over the back of the couch to give me room to work, and I stare at her, hiding my groan at the image. Chloe sprawled on my couch, legs wide open for me so I can pleasure her. The trust in her eyes as she watches me with her pussy on display.

I saw what I could at the salon, but having her in my flat where I can see everything is better. Her closely cropped curls are a darker blonde than her hair and I brush my fingers through it, delving lower to find the wetness I hope will be there. I bypass her clit to gather wetness, locking eyes with her when I suck my fingers, grinning around them when she blushes.

“You ready, sweetheart?”

She nods and fists my hair she styled an hour ago. Claiming me, demanding I service her, and I’m right there with her. Settling my face between her thighs, I breathe in deeply. The sweet smell of her surrounds me and I lick a strip up her cunt, watching her face as she gasps. I circle around her clit and dip inside her entrance, repeating the motion multiple times. My hands trail up her body to play with her nipples while I suck on her clit. She groans and her hold tightens in my hair. The sting urges me on, feasting on her while I search for her pleasure, while I earn it.

I thrust my tongue inside her and feel her pulsing around me. “You close, baby?”

“Yes,” she sobs. “Keep going.”

My chin is wet with her smeared across my face, but I don’t care. I pluck her nipples gently and rub my tongue over her clit. Inserting a finger, I feel her contract around me as I thrust gently, quickly adding another. It doesn’t take long for her to convulse around me, panting as she recovers. Chloe pushes me away gently, smoothing my hair back into place as I crawl up her body and hover over her. She yanks on my shoulders, urging me to lie on her, but I refuse to place all my weight on her. I don’t want to crush her.

Her legs wrap around my waist, and she kisses me. Tongue delving into my mouth, licking herself off me. A groan rips from me and I thrust against her. Eating her out did not help my cock, it made me more desperate for her. Nuzzling my head in her neck, I count backwards and try not to breathe her scent in too deeply. I won’t last if she keeps this up.

“Give me a minute and I’ll be ready to go.” She rubs a hand against my erection and I grunt.

There goes the little control I gathered. “In the bedroom. More room to work there.”

She shrieks and clings to me when I stand. My hands clasp her ass, squeezing and massaging as I walk to the bed and fall on my back with her on top. I love seeing her on top of me. I can see everything, all of her, connected with me. My fingers—and hopefully my cock—joining us together.

7

Chloe

I sit on Lachlan, my bare pussy soaking his jeans. If he leaves them on much longer, we’re going to have problems because I need him. Can’t believe I’m here in his flat. Sitting on him naked while he looks at me with his dark eyes, pooled with desire, grasping my hips as if he’s scared I’ll leave. I could never leave him. Not now that I have him and I know he wants me too. My heart dropped when Isla came to the salon and Lachlan tensed beneath me. With no desire to go on the date, I didn’t.

Everything I want is right here. Currently under me. I lean down to tug his bottom lip between my teeth.

“When you were sick, I kept having inappropriate thoughts about you,” I whisper against his lips.

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