Page 66 of Naughty & Nice

“Oh,” she gasps as I suck on the patch of sensitive skin under her ear. “I… I feel great.”

“Not sore?”

“Not sore enough to stop me from doing it again.”

Heat floods through my veins and I pull back so I can look into her eyes.

“Yeah?”

She laughs, her expression softening, and she reaches up to cup my jaw.

“Yeah,” she agrees.

“Okay, but later. Right now, I want to take care of you.”

Releasing her, I force myself to take a step back and sink my hand into my sweats to rearrange my boner.

“Are you sure?” she asks, studying me with desire filling her eyes.

“I’ll always take care of you first,” I confess before spinning around to start running the bath.

In only a minute, steam fills the room and white fluffy bubbles explode before me.

“You’re cute,” Noelle says, stepping up behind me as the sweet scent of the bubbles fills the air.

Spinning toward her, I take a step closer and stare down into her eyes.

“Get naked,” I demand.

“I’ll show you mine if you show me yours,” she teases before grasping the bottom of her tank and pulling it up her body.

It’s not just the sight of her bare chest that takes my breath away; it’s her confidence, too.

When I don’t move, she rests her hand on her waist and pops her hip, waiting for me to follow suit.

“I ran this bath for you,” I tell her.

“And I’m not getting in it without you,” she counters.

My mouth opens and closes, but I quickly find that I have no argument. I mean, how could I? Noelle wet, naked, and covered in bubbles. That’s my idea of heaven.

Without missing a beat, I reach behind my head and drag my shirt off, abandoning it on the floor with hers.

“Better,” she muses before reaching out and tucking her fingers into the waistband of my sweats.

My breath catches, and it only gets worse a second later when she suddenly drops in front of me, dragging the fabric down with her.

My cock springs free and bobs right in front of her face.

I swallow thickly, trying to imagine how she’ll look, how she’ll feel if she were to?—

“Fuuuuck,” I groan when she leans forward and licks the tip.

Sucking her tongue back into her mouth, she pauses, deep in thought.

My heart jumps into my throat.

What if she didn’t like that?

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