Page 12 of Loose End

“So you take care of everyone else.” His lips return to my neck and I barely hold back a moan. “But then who takes care of you?”

“I guess no one really has.”

His fingers brush across my shoulder before they work their way down my back, unfastening the back of my dress. “That ends tonight, Princess.”

Where the heck did this man come from? Surely, no place on Earth or at least nowhere I’ve ever been. But the larger question is, do they make more? Not that I want another man right now, I’m asking for future June. A June who’s figured out her life and is happy with herself and what she’s doing. A June who’s ready to trust again.

As my dress loosens in the back, I cross my arms and hold it to my front. The tips of his fingers brush down my spine and stop at my lower back. My heart lodges in my throat and my legs tremble. He doesn’t rip it off my body; he doesn’t make any sounds of exasperation. He simply waits. Even though he has the power to do anything he wants.

Just when I don’t think I can take it anymore, when I think my heart may thump out of my chest, I loosen my grip and let the dress slide down my body.

“Fuck.”

SIX

Ryan

White ismy new favorite color.

It’s the color of purity, of innocence, of virginity. It’s also the color of her strapless bra, her barely-there panties, her garter belt and sheer thigh-highs. Even the little bows on the straps extending from her stockings to the garter. She’s dripping with virtue and my cock hardens at the thought of corrupting her and having her dripping with something else.

Her ample hips round into a perfect ass and her legs, while short, are nice and shapely. I can’t wait to wear her thighs as earmuffs while I dive into her sweet pussy and eat her like my last meal.

I can’t remember a time I wanted to please a woman as much as I do her—and I don’t even know her name. It’s not something I can explain, nor something I want to examine, but for tonight I’ll give in. I’ll indulge myself in this woman. Then come tomorrow, I’ll reinforce the walls around my heart and walk away.

That’s how it has to be.

After scooping up the dress and throwing it on a nearby chair, I turn her around, desperate for her touch. Her gaze landson my lips as she wets hers. My body simmers with lust, and I can’t help running my hands over her hips and pulling her against me.

With her heels, she comes up to the bottom of my chin. She rests her arms on my shoulders, her brown eyes flaring with heat and all I can think about is how damn beautiful she is.

I dig my hands into the curve of her waist and lower my mouth to hers. First a gentle press that fuels my lust like throwing gasoline on an open flame and then I press harder, running my tongue along the seam of her mouth until she opens up beneath me with a moan.

I shudder as I sweep into the warmth of her mouth and she answers with a sigh, her tongue meeting mine, gliding together as we explore each other.

She tastes like raspberry with a slight hint of lime. It’s never been my favorite drink, but it is now. She pulls back, sucking my bottom lip in her mouth and biting down on the soft flesh. She’s destroying me bit by bit, dismantling all my safeguards, and I’m powerless to stop it. I don’t want to stop it.

With a groan, my balls tighten, needing to feel this woman’s skin against mine like I’ve never needed anything before.

One night.One fucking night.

I pull back, pushing her to the bed, to where I need her.

She falls on her back, props herself on her elbows, and watches me. Her hair is wild around her face and trails down her back in wide curls. I can’t wait to grip them in my fist, pull her head back, and peer into her eyes as I pump into her from behind.

Her gaze eats me up as I toe off my shoes and reach behind me, pulling my shirt over my head and tossing it to the side. I grab a few condoms from my wallet, setting them on the nightstand before discarding my pants.

“Oh. My. Goodness.” She bites her lower lip, her gazetrailing over my body. “Whatever you’re doing to make your body look like that…good job. Just...good job.”

“You can pay me back by losing that bra.” I nod toward it. “But don’t touch anything else.”

My mouth waters as she reaches behind her back and frees her glorious tits. They’re a little more than a handful with dark pink nipples, and the way they sway once free beckons me to them.

I’m powerless to resist their call.

I kiss my way up her calf. The inside of her thigh. Over her stomach and ribs. My hands skim the sides of her body before cupping her breasts, guiding her nipple to my eager mouth. I suck on the hardened point, rolling it with my tongue, biting it gently and then giving the other side the same treatment until she’s moaning and writhing beneath me.

“So good,” she moans, her hands gripping my shoulders.

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