Page 193 of Chosen Beta

“Well, you took my breath away when you stepped out of the dress,” I confess.

“I was kind of hoping it might convince you to do the same.”

I laugh. “I’m kind of in a state of shock that this is finally happening.”

“So, you need help to undress?” she asks.

“Maybe,” I murmur.

She puts her hands around me to unzip the skirt. She has to peel it down over my hips before it falls to the floor. I step out of my mid-height heels and kick them back, out of my way.

“I love French knickers,” she murmurs, hands moving over the lace on my ass. “So seductive.”

I pull off my top while she’s groping my behind.

“You’ve got the sexiest body,” she says, as she moves down onto her knees.

She kisses my pussy through the lace, giving me stomach flutters of anticipation.

“You don’t know how long I’ve spent thinking about this.”

“If it’s anywhere close to how long I’ve thought about it, it’s probably obsessive.”

She laughs and then looks up at me with eyes that are glistening with tears.

“If I cry, it’s only because I’m happy,” she warns me.

With that, she slowly removes my underwear, revealing my sex.

One hand moving to my ass, she strokes the inner thigh of my other leg as she moves in to lick my pussy. Her tongue is so small, and her strokes are so gentle. It’s the sexiest tease I’ve ever felt as she tastes me and experiments with different movements around my clit.

When she moves back, her eyes are dark and hazy.

“Bed, or couch?” she asks.

“Um, have you and Kellan done stuff on the couch?” I ask.

“No,” she says, nodding. “Couch it is.”

She moves up and unhooks my bra, peeling it off and chewing on her lip.

“Oh fuck,” she murmurs, the scent of her perfume getting stronger.

“Lay down on the couch,” I instruct, remembering what Pete told me.

She raises an eyebrow. “Lana. When did you get so bossy?”

“I don’t know. When they made me the boss?”

“Well, that would make sense.”

She smiles back at me as she moves her sweet ass to the couch.

Then, she sits there looking up at me with expectant eyes.

“Lay down,” I remind her.

She does what I ask.

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