Page 238 of Out of Bounds

“You two are going to belate,” Zariah called after us.

I just shut the door behind her.

“What are you doing in forty-five seconds?” Kassie wondered.

“Up against the bed. Hands on the blankets.”

She threw me a confused look but she did what I asked and I had a full view of the back of her dress, all of those little straps I’d eased across her skin an entire lifetime ago. My fingers twitched to rip them down and take her there and then, but we did have obligations to attend to.

“I have to kiss you,” I murmured, reaching down for the bottom of her dress.

“You can’t,” she replied, a hitch in her breath. “You’ll ruin my makeup.”

“So, I’ll do the next best thing.”

I dropped to my knees and carefully rolled up the end of her dress, exposing her heels, the shape of her calves, the back of her legs, and her thighs.

She swallowed. “Ryan—”

“Put on the timer. Forty-five seconds.”

I could see the light from the screen on the right side of the bed while I finished rolling up the back of the dress, exposing the paradise between her legs. She only wore a sheer pair ofblack panties, no doubt something fun for later, and I groaned in appreciation, getting a handful of her ass.

“Oh, god—” Kassie stuttered. “Ryan—”

Without hesitation, I leaned up and kissed her pussy for long seconds, kissing her like how I wanted to anyway.

“Oh mygod—fuck—”

I tilted my head, deepening the kiss, and ran my tongue along the inside of her slit, justenjoyingher. Her juices dripped down my chin. So fucking wet and all for me.

My fingers dug into her thighs. There were only a handful of hickeys back here but every time I saw them, they put a roar to my blood like nothing else. My cock throbbed in my pants. God, I could fuck her just like this.

Her hand reached back and she fisted my hair. A moan ripped from her throat. “Ryan.”

I groaned in agreement, stroking her with my tongue, kissing her pussy hard. All I could think about was how much I wanted to fuck her. Just bend her over the bed and fuck her hard, fucking up her walkandher makeup.

But there was nothing I wanted more than her. Forever.

My hands tightened on her thighs. What the fuck was I supposed to do with myself while she went to Florida?

The timer vibrated on the blankets and Kassie’s hand snapped out so fast, she could’ve knocked it to the floor if I didn’t grab it already, ending the timer and pushing up to stand. Her dress flowed back to the floor.

“Thank you.” I licked my lips.

Her eyes were half-lidded. She took a deep breath. “Let’s fuck.”

“Nope.” I walked over to the door and pulled it open. “You said we’re running late.”

“You’re an evil bastard.”

I took another long look over her dress, over my art girl before I went back to her and placed a hand on her back, leading her off to the door.

“Is this supposed to turn me off?” she muttered.

My hand curled on the side of her waist and I dipped down to lightly kiss her hair. “I love you.”

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