Page 37 of Hollywood

He nodded and took a couple steps forward, his big hands rested low on his hips which, of course, drew my gaze to that mouthwatering vee that led down to his gorgeous cock. “Yeah. You could’ve told Cross the truth and brought him in on what was happening with you and Winston. You didn’t.”

I should have, but I sensed that Diesel and Hollywood didn’t want me to even though neither of them explicitly told me to keep my mouth shut. Maybe it was that Diesel had simply come to me and said the Sheriff wanted to talk to me without applying any pressure. “Seemed like the right thing to do.”

“Even though you didn’t know why?”

I nodded. “I’m good at reading people most of the time.”

“I think you deserve a reward.”

Hell yes.“I’m not opposed to a reward.” My heart pounded against my chest like a wild animal trying to break free.

His lips twitched. “Good. On the bed. Now.”

My nipples stiffened at the deep rumble of his commanding tone and my breath hitched. My legs wobbled with every step I took towards the bed. “Here I am.”

“Oh, I see you, Winter.” The way he said those words, the emphasis on my name set my panties on fire, despite how drenched they already were. This man had the ability to make me the happiest and horniest I’ve ever been at once. “In fact, you’re all I see.”

Shit.I was already falling for the man and if there was even a glimmer of hope that he felt the same way, I’d be falling completely in no time. “What do you see?”

“I see you, Winter. Just you.” He took a step forward. “I see your beauty.” Another step forward. “Your smarts.” Another step. “Your kindness sand ambition.” Two more steps and he was beside the bed, running one finger up the inside of my thigh. “I see all the parts of you, even the ones you try to hide.”

I wanted to ask what he thought I was hiding but his knuckles brushed over where I was hot and wet and swollen for him.

“Open up for me, Winter.” His words came out on a harsh voice and when I looked at him, his jaw was clenchedtight as if he was trying to restrain himself. He growled when I let my legs fall open. “Good girl.”

Chills ran across my skin at his praise and my obedience was rewarded immediately. Hollywood pinched my pussy lips, alleviating the ache on my clit. I cried out my pleasure as he slid my panties to the side and slid two fingers deep while his thumb moved back and forth across my clit. “Yes!”

“You’re so fucking wet for me already.” His fingers pumped deeper, the sound of my moisture mixed in with his aroused moans. “Can’t wait to feel this tight, wet cunt wrapped around my cock.”

“Yes, please. That. Right now.” My hips rolled and I gripped his wrist.

Hollywood stopped abruptly.

“What the fuck?”

He flashed a dark smile. “Hands over your head.”

My breath hitched again but I found myself complying with his request.

“Good girl. Now keep them there.”

The position forced me to arch my back even more, which drew his gaze to my nipples, so hard they were trying to cut through the cotton of my shirt. “Hollywood, please.”

He smiled, but it slowly disappeared from view as his mouth descended on my nipple, sucking the hard peak through the cotton which added another layer of friction. My whole body was hot and bothered, my nerves were completely exposed—so was my heart for that matter—and I leaned intothat sensation. He moaned and moved to the other nipple, savage in his wild attack on my sensitive buds.

“Oh fuck,” I moaned and arched into his touch. Every flick of his thumb across my clit pushed me closer to the wild pleasure of orgasm. Every deep plunge of his fingers made me cry out for more, greedy for the erotic satisfaction I only ever experienced with him.

His free hand wrapped around my wrists, and I was pinned down, forced to accept all the pleasure he bestowed on me without touching him. It was a wicked kind of torture that I couldn’t get enough of. It left me hot and breathless, panting as the pleasure built until it exploded out of me. His teeth sank into my nipple and that was it.

I was a goner.

It was like a volcano erupted from my core and turned all of my bones to liquid. I melted into the mattress under his weight, a smile on my face as I rode out my orgasm. “Perfect. Just fucking perfect.”

“Yeah.” Hollywood pulled back with a smile as he released my wrists and slowly pulled his fingers from my body. “You are just fucking perfect,” he murmured as he licked my pussy off his fingers. “So fucking perfect, babe.”

I shuddered at the way his gaze held mine while he licked his fingers. “Need you. Now.”

He practically jumped off the bed and whipped away the towel that was barely restraining his rock hard cock before he joined me on the bed. His cock was big and thick, so swollen I felt my body moisten all over again instantly. He was notched at my opening and slid deep so achingly slowly my bodytrembled. “So fucking good,” he groaned when he was buried deep.

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