Page 79 of Dirty Pucker

“We’re a match made in heaven.”

I wiggle my hips against him and feel his dick harden. He slides his hand between my legs and presses his palm against my pussy. I gasp.

I turn my head to the side and he captures my mouth in a slow, teasing, filthy kiss. I reach my hand back and run my fingers through his hair. We make out like that for a minute before I turn around.

When I’m face-to-face with him, I take in just how handsome he is in the morning. His rich brown eyes are puffy with sleep, his jaw sports a thick layer of scruff, and he’s got that perfect, messy, just-fucked hair.

I cup his face and kiss him. Normally, I’d be self-conscious about my morning breath, but Del clearly doesn’t care. Judging by the way he’s kissing me and how hard his cock currently is, he’s not bothered by it at all.

We spend the next few minutes making out before his phone alarm goes off.

He breaks our kiss with a frustrated groan before sitting up and grabbing it from the nearby side table.

I watch, mesmerized, as the bedsheet slides down his ripped body, revealing those killer abs and chest muscles.

He frowns as he taps his phone screen, silencing his alarm. When he looks up at me, the corner of his mouth pulls up in an intrigued half-smile.

“What?”

“You look really hot first thing in the morning,” I say.

His amused smile turns wicked. He pulls me onto his lap. I rest my hands on his shoulders while straddling him.

He grips my hips, then rests his hands on my ass cheeks. “And you look like a goddess.”

My heart flutters. He is insanely sweet.

He leads me in a slow, teasing kiss. We spend the next minute making out and groping each other before his alarm goes off again.

He growls into my mouth before we pull apart.

“Two alarms, huh?” I tease.

“Yup. Told you, I’m a heavy sleeper.” He checks his phone again before turning back to me. He tucks a chunk of my hair behind my ear. “There’s nothing I want more than to spend the morning with you in bed. But we’ve got a plane to catch in an hour,” he says.

I sigh. “You’re right.”

I slide off him and hop out of bed. I grab the dress I wore last night and slide it over my head. Del throws on his boxer briefs, suit pants, and dress shirt, then walks around the bed over to me.

He grips my waist and pulls me against him. “Can I see you again when we’re back in Denver?”

My stomach flips. “I’d love that.”

“Are you free tomorrow?”

I nod. “What do you feel like doing?”

“How about dinner? And then you can show me how you play with your toys.”

My pussy aches. I bite back a grin. “Okay.”

Nerves crackle in my tummy when I think about how we’ll have to be discreet when we’re around everyone. I don’t want my cousin finding out about us and flipping out. Not that I need his permission to be with Del. But he’d be pissed if he knew about us getting together.

I walk Del to the door and open it. He stands in the doorway and leans in to give me one last hot, teasing kiss. My knees wobble. I glance at the hallway.

Del half-smiles. “What?”

“I just don’t want Theo to see us together. He’ll get upset.”

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