Page 95 of Force Play

“Should have just made the dog close her eyes and had you ride me in the car the way I wanted you to,” I tell her, finding my way under her tank top and up the side of her rib cage.

“Weird. I swear you said you were hungry.”

“Famished.” Lowering her feet to the ground, I follow the same path, my knees landing on the ground in front of her.

“I like the way you look down there, kneeling at my feet.” Nails scrape across my head as she pushes my hair back off my forehead, tilting my head back. “This was my favorite way to imagine you when I couldn’t get you out of my head for the last year. On your knees, begging for just one more taste. I never dared to admit, even just to myself, that I wanted more too.”

“That fantasy of yours got one thing wrong,” I tell her, my palms covering the miles of silky skin she has on display, not stopping until they are cupping her cheeks under her shorts.

“Which part is that?”

“One more time was never going to be enough. I would’ve been begging for a lifetime with you.”

Her eyes widen and her hand wraps around the base of her neck. She looks like she’s at the top of a rollercoaster. There’s the awe of being so high, along with the fear of the fall. “I’m not sure I’m ready for that.”

“I’m a patient man, and being on my knees for you is one hell of a way to wait.” After a temporary detour to grab her ass, my hands reach the waistband of her shorts, pulling them down her legs, only to find her bare underneath.

“They have a liner.” She shrugs in explanation.

“Is this like that thing girls do with pockets?”

Breathy laughter bubbles out of her. “What?”

“When girls wear a dress with pockets and they need everyone in a fifty-mile radius to know.”

“I’m familiar with the phenomenon, but why are you?”

“Two sisters.”

“Right. They’re going to like me, aren’t they?” No one would ever describe this woman as vulnerable, but in this moment, her raw unguarded insecurity has me desperate to put her mind at ease.

Leaning forward I kiss her stomach. “They’re going to want to keep you as much as I do. But do you really want to talk about them right now?”

Her dark eyes flare. “No. I want you to show me what it feels like if I let you keep me forever.”

“Fuck, yes.” I hook her leg over my shoulder and run my tongue along her slit. There’s a thump above me that sounds like her head falling back against the wall, but I don’t stop to check. “You okay, Baby?” I mumble against her sex.

“Never better.”

“You say that now, but I’m just getting started.” Proving my point I tease her clit with my tongue.

“More please,” she gasps, pulling me to her.

Giving her more has never been the problem; it’s whether or not she would accept it. But something is different tonight. “Is this what you want?” Walking my fingers up her inner thigh, I run my fingers along her seam.

“I want you inside me,” she purrs, her heel digging into my back.

“Like this?” I ask, pressing two fingers into her heat.

“It’s not enough. I need your cock.”

“Not until you come for me.”

Pain zings through my scalp when she pulls my head back. She shakes her head, swallowing almost fearfully.

“Tell me, Indie. I’ll give you anything you need.”

“Just you, Dom. All of you,” she begs, her words splintering when I curl my fingers.

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