Page 58 of Tempting All The Way

“Huh.” Shardonnay looks at me and smirks.

“Okay, let’s deal with the paparazzi and then figure out the lawsuit.” This comes from Spencer, our PR guru.

“Right. I’ll make a statement, tell them all I’m innocent and everyone can fuck right off,” I say.

“No, you won’t. I’ve written a statement that I will deliver to the media. You will keep your mouth shut and not say a word about this. To anyone.”

“What do you plan on saying?” I ask him.

“That the claimant is a disgruntled ex-employee. The truth.”

I thought they would never leave. It took me three hours to get them all out of my apartment. I spent the next hour in the gym. I asked Shardonnay if she wanted to work out with me; she laughed and promptly declined the invite.

Sweat drips from my body. Drying my face with a towel, I go in search of Shardonnay. I finally find her out on the balcony, curled up in the lounger with her laptop on her thighs. Her head pops up when I slide the door open and walk out. Her eyes slowly travel from my chest and down my abs.

“Babe, if you keep looking at me like that, I’m going to bend you over and fuck you on this balcony.”

“Sorry.” She blushes and quickly averts her gaze.

“Don’t be.” I smirk. “What are you up to?”

“Looking up removal companies, trucks,” she says.

“Why?” I ask.

“I have a few things to move. ‘Cuz you know, if you still want me to move in with you, I’m going to need to bring all my stuff here.”

I stare at her, in shock, with the goofiest smile on my face. “Seriously? You’re moving in? Like forever?” I ask her, sitting at the end of her lounger.

“Well, forever’s a really long time, Xavier.” She laughs. “But, yes, I’ll move in.”

“Babe, forever isn’t long enough when it comes to having you.” Grabbing her laptop, I place it on the floor and scoop her up, positioning her so she’s straddling me.

“Ew, you’re all sweaty. You need to shower.” She squeals, trying to squirm out of my hold.

“You’re just full of good ideas today.” I push to my feet and carry her into my bathroom—no,ourbathroom. I reach a hand into the shower stall and turn the water on, making sure it’s warm before I step inside, with Shardonnay still in my arms. Our lips fuse together; our tongues duel for dominance. Releasing her mouth, I’m breathless as I stand her on her feet. “I love you. So fucking much, Shardonnay.”

“I love you… more.” Her lips tip up at one corner.

“Not possible.” My fingers grab the bottom of the shirt she’s wearing, dragging it up her body and over her head. Throwing the wet fabric to the side, I’m greeted by her bare breasts. Cupping one in each of my palms, I massage the globes, pinching her nipples between my fingertips. “I love these.”

“I haven’t noticed.” She laughs.

My hands travel lower. Dropping to my knees, I pull her panties down her legs, holding each ankle up to help her step out of them. “You’re going to need to hold on,” I warn her as I lift her, with each leg over one of my shoulders and her pussy now level with my face. Rising up again, I push back against the wall.

“Xavier, I swear to God if you drop me…” Her warning trails off when my tongue swipes through her slit.

“Fucking honey,” I growl before diving right in and feasting on the deliciousness that is Shardonnay. Her hands grip my head, tug at my hair, while her hips grind into my face as she rides the wave of pure bliss. I continue to fuck her with my mouth until I feel her body relax. I slide her from my shoulders and place her back on her feet, holding on to her waist to keep her upright as she finds her bearings again.

“That was… we better be doing that again,” she says, smiling up at me.

“Babe, you can ride my face anyplace, anytime,” I tell her.

Shardonnay’s fingers loop into my soaked workout shorts, yanking them down. “My turn.” She grins and drops to her knees.

“You don’t need to—oh fuck!Yes, you do. Keep doing that,” I tell her as she sucks my balls into her mouth. Her hand wraps around my cock, sliding up and down my shaft. Fuck me, I see fucking stars as she continues to suck on my balls and pump my cock. Her free hand grips my ass, pulling me closer to her body. “Fuck, babe, you’re way too fucking good at this. Your mouth feels so damn good.”

My hips thrust in rhythm with her pumps while her other hand slides closer and closer to my ass; then I feel a finger poking at my hole. Fuck, she’s not going to…?

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