Page 57 of Wild Dreams

A short while later, the woman left, probably to head to her room alone, and a few minutes later, Oliver begged off, saying he didn't want to stay out late.

I took that as my cue to leave as well. I walked out with Oliver.

Right before we walked outside, he patted his pockets. "I left my car keys in the office."

He could be absent-minded, so I didn't think anything of it. "I have to get home."

Relief flooded his face. "See you later."

I called out a happy Thanksgiving to a couple entering the lodge as I headed toward my truck. I was excited to go to Marigold's, even though I knew it wasn't the best idea. One of us was going to get hurt or want something more. Was it possiblewe could indulge for a weekend, then go back to being friends? I held onto that possibility.

Marigold didn't fit into my plans for the future. But it was hard to remember that when she answered the door in silky lingerie.

My mouth was dry, and I was almost positive my heart paused for a second before picking up speed.

With a sexy smirk, she snagged my wrist and tugged me inside. She closed and locked the door while I took in the lace that teased the curve of her ass and the silky pink material. Her nipples were hard points, the edge of her top flirting with her belly button.

She felt like a present that was too good to be true.

The only word registering in my brain wasmine. She was mine for the night. Nothing would come between us. Yet there was a sense of urgency, that it couldn't last. That I might be called into work at any second.

I gripped her hip, groaning at the silky material underneath my palms. "Do you know how gorgeous you are?" I dipped my head, cupping the back of her head and nibbling her neck. "How irresistible?" I kissed my way up her neck to her jaw.

She didn't respond, but her entire body had softened. She was putty in my hands. I could do whatever I wanted to her. She was ripe for me.

"You taste so good," I murmured right before I kissed her. The memory of her pussy on my lips spurred me on. I loved what she was wearing, but she was even more beautiful when she was naked.

My hand glided under her top, encountering miles of soft skin. Her breasts were bare, and I cupped one globe. I wanted more.

I parted her legs with my thigh, and she sighed into my mouth.

I'd never get enough of her reaction to me. She responded so beautifully to anything I did. She made me feel like a king. "I want to make you feel so good."

She smiled. "You're really good at the dirty talk."

"I'm just getting started." I lifted her top so that her breasts were bared to me. They were perky and full, her nipples hard peaks, practically begging for my touch. I'd never wanted anyone more.

She pulled the top the rest of the way over her head because my lips were already latched onto her nipple. She undulated her pussy over my thigh. I knew it wasn't enough. I wanted to tease her until she was desperate for more. I wanted her to cry out my name.

I devoted attention to one nipple, then the other, before kissing my way down her naval to the edge of her silky shorts. I hooked my fingers in the waistband and tugged it down with me as I sank to my knees.

She was bare underneath.

I was marginally aware that Marigold kicked them aside. Nothing could have diverted my attention from her body. "I want to taste you again."

"Mmm. I want that too."

Who knew that Marigold had a passionate side? Everyone assumed she was the strait-laced librarian. Only I got to see the woman underneath. I loved the idea that she only let go with me.

She was leaning against the door, so I hooked her leg over my shoulder, and cupped her ass so I could tilt her hips exactly where I wanted them. She was mine for the tasting.

I breathed air over her sensitive clit, and her thighs trembled. She drew in a shaky breath and curled her fingers in my hair.

Her touch anchored me in this moment. Nothing mattered except giving her pleasure. There wasn't a world of people outside expecting me to do anything. It was just her and me andour out-of-control chemistry. When I finally licked her, her body tightened.

"You make me feel so good."

I smiled against her pussy. It was my goal at the moment. Make her scream my name.

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