Page 117 of My Ruthless Opponent

Sliding closer, I press a kiss against his mouth.

I pour all my passion and want for this man into the kiss. My tongue parts his lips. He groans low in my mouth as I drink from him like an addict.

When his hand reaches up to cup my head, I break the kiss.

Resuming my position, I bring my hand to my neck, then trail it down to my collarbone, smiling internally as his eyes follow the movement.

I trace one of my hard nipples on my way down, down to my stomach before gliding my fingers over my bikini bottoms.

With agonizing slowness, I slip my fingers beneath the edge of the wet material and tug it to the side.

I feel heat climbing up my neck when his nostrils flare.

For the first time, I think I have rendered him speechless.

My breathing picks up when he leans in to get a closer look at my most intimate part.

He stares at my pussy some more before raising his eyes to mine. “Spread your legs wider for me.”

The heat in his gaze makes me swallow any retorts and I part my legs wider for him.

I suck in a breath when he grabs my ankle and tugs me to the edge of the step, tipping me back.

I prop myself up on my elbows on the marble.

“Good girl. Now say it.” His eyes are back on my pussy. He watches it with rapt attention. I go crimson under his stare.

He won’t do anything until I ask him to lick my pussy. The bastard. But at this point, I am done being shy.

“Quit the staring contest and lick my pussy, Raleigh.”

His eyes fly to mine, a grin stretching his lips.

“Lick it good. Let’s see if you can make me come.” My heart is beating hard in my chest.

I almost come when he draws his lower lip between his teeth and stares at me with hooded eyes.

“Yes, ma’am.” He gives me one last heated look before he buries his face directly between my legs. A strangled cry releases from me when he takes a long lick of my slit.

I am so sensitive from all his talks and his shameless perusal of my core.

The thought that we are out in the open should trouble me. But it only heightens the excitement coursing through my veins.

A sob escapes me when his hot mouth sucks my swollen clit. My fingers disappear into his wet hair. Tremors wrack my body, my thighs quake.

I moan and whine, chanting ‘don’t stop’, uncaring of anyone hearing me.

I don’t act fierce. I don’t be my usual prim and proper ice queen self. I’ve lost my inhibitions. Raleigh’s skilled mouth made me do it.

His fingers dig into my skin as he holds me in place while he feasts on me.

I arch my back on a moan, close to my orgasm when he pulls his mouth off my dripping channel.

“What the fuck?” I shout, glaring at him.

His mouth and chin are glistening from my arousal.

“That’s it. Keep glaring at me. Watch how your enemy eats you out, princess.”

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