Page 65 of Blue Moon Mistress

And then, his mouth is on me. No warning, no questions, just heat and tongue and pleasure making my back bow.

He works over me in long, slow movements, licking all of me and twirling his tongue over my clit.

But when I reach for him, to help him get me there, he shakes his head against my thighs and pulls back.

“Don’t forget, I’m an old man… I have more patience than the rest of them.”

My lips twitch with a smile though I’m not sure how I manage it in this state. “More experience?”

It’s his turn to laugh. “I’m going to let you ask Johnny about that.”

“Not fair, making me wait…”

“Who said you have to wait.”

He sets his unlocked phone on my stomach before setting his lips to me again.

It’s already ringing.

Johnny answers with a gruff, “What’s up?”

“Hi.” The word is breathier than I meant for it to be.

“Scarlette?”

I nod even though he can’t see me through the phone, but it’s a motion to help me get my thoughts in order. “Chase told me I needed to ask you a question. Are you alone?” I gasp when Chase sucks hard on my clit.

“Yes. Thank God. With those sounds you’re making…” He lets out a low sound that might be a growl. “Is he inside of you right now?”

“Mmhmm. Tongue—” I rasp as he spreads the fingers he’s slipped into me as well. “And fingers.”

“Why do I have to have a day job?” I hear upholstery creaking. “What was the question?”

“He told me to ask you who was the most experienced of the four of you… I assumed that he was the oldest, so—” The word dies sharply on my tongue when Chase swirls his around my clit.

“I may have had a misspent youth.”

“How misspent?”

“Let’s just say I’m not going to any of my high school reunions.”

“Too many broken hearts?”

“Too many broken hymens.” Chase says as he moves up me, hips pressing my legs wide.

“I had a reputation…”

“Well deserved.” Chase kisses my shoulder.

“…so girls would come to me if they wanted to… get it over with.”

“And you were the one they trusted with that?”

“It helped that I wasn’t one of those assholes that tried to talk them out of a condom… and I knew what I was doing.”

“Did you?”

He grunts, but it sounds like a yes. “Tell me what he’s doing to you.”

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