Page 15 of Unravel You

She parted her lips. She knew what she wanted but wouldn’t say it. I offered her my hand. When she took it, I pulled her up on to the couch. Her gaze darted from her feet to my face as she tried to decipher what she was supposed to do next.

“Yes, you do. What do you want?”

“You.”

“You have me. I’m here.”

Red blotches inched up from her cleavage to her face.Oh, sweetheart, you know exactly what you want. Ask me.She glanced toward the floor-to-ceiling windows at the line of pine trees surrounding the house.

“No one can see you. It’s just us here.” I made to touch her hip but instead made a fist and placed both hands behind my back.

“You’re doing this to torture me?” She placed a trembling hand on the waistband of her jeans.

I bet she was wet for me. The adrenaline came in bursts as I tried to keep my control and let her have the time she needed to tell me what to do to her. “I’m curious. What else did you do while I was gone? What did you think about?”

“You.” Her voice had a raspy quality to it. It was the same tone she used when she asked me for more.

“Tell me.”

“I want you to kiss it.”

“Is that what you think about?”

She nodded. Her cheeks and ears turned bright red when she unbuttoned her jeans and pulled down the zipper. Biting her lip to suppress a smile, she shook her head once and turned her back to me before she wiggled out of her pants.

I’d seen her naked every day since we got together. Why was she still embarrassed to let me see her? Not that I was complaining. With her standing on the sofa, her pretty ass was at chest level with me. I couldn’t resist it anymore and grabbed a handful of it, kissing and nibbling as I removed her thong.

Leaning against me, she stepped out of her bottoms. When I slipped my hand between her legs, she widened her stance and gave in. “Touch me.”

Jesus.“Do you know how much I want you?”

My hand followed the goose bumps from the inside of her thigh up until I had her sweet pussy in my palm. I kissed the line of her spine, and I was rewarded with a moan. She rocked her hips. With every pass, her folds rubbed against me. If cocks could fall off from want, I’d lose mine right now for sure.

I steadied her from behind and let her guide my fingers to where she needed them. The next time I had to travel for business, it would be hard not to think of her like this. Her soft, long hair and her ass in my face, her mound in my grasp, and her calling for me.

After a few moments, she relaxed, and then it was all about finding her orgasm. She surrendered to it and turned around. The image she painted in my mind before flashed in front of me.I want you to kiss it.

“You’re so beautiful.” I bent down and pressed my lips against her bud. I sucked on it gently, blowing a hot breath into it.

“Oh my God.”

I met her gaze, beaming. “Better than the burger, right?” Her laugh made my cock jerk in my pants. I didn’t think I could take any more of this. I wanted to be inside her.

“Was that even in question before?” She puffed out air, gripping my hair when I returned to the task she’d given me. “Harder,” she whispered.

“Oh fuck.” I mumbled into her pussy and sucked firmly around her clit. On the third circle around, she skimmed her knee up to my waist and climaxed, pressing herself on my face.

That was my undoing. I guided her down onto the leather cushion and unbuckled my belt. She stretched on the sofa, pulling her T-Shirt over her head. Her black lacy bra did nothing to contain her breasts. When she scooted up, the soft fabric slipped off her nipple. I stood there and watched her wait for me.

“Oh, I’m sorry, Mr. Cole.” A woman crowded the kitchen door, holding a tote bag and a vacuum. “I was told you’d be gone by two in the afternoon.”

Shit. This was my deer-in-the-headlights moment. I glanced down at Valentina, then up again. From where the cleaner stood, I didn’t think she could see Valentina—not that it mattered, because she’d already managed to put her underwear and pants back on. Just my fucking luck.

It’s fine. We need to go anyway, Valentina mouthed to me. Her face was flushed, and she looked satiated. This was a good look on her.

“We...” I stumbled on the words because my cock wasn’t happy. “We were just leaving.”

“I can come back.” She scurried out the door.

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