“Uh—” She breaks off, hips bucking, head digging back into the rug. “Uh-uh.”
“Hmm,” I say, kissing my way over to her hip. “Where else could there possibly be to kiss you?”
She shivers as I trail my tongue in and down, not stopping until I reach the waistband of her pants.
“I got the feet, the ankles.” I dip my tongue beneath the material. “Your lips and throat and those gorgeous breasts of yours.”
Another shudder, her hips grinding against me. “Royal,please.”
I almost give in.
Almost.
Because I want her so fucking badly that my cock feels like it’s going to break in half.
But she likes this.
I see it in the heat in her eyes, the insistence in her words, the tight grip of her hand in my hair.
“Where else would you like my mouth, Shortcake?”
I expect her to continue to prevaricate, to tease and put off and hide behind the red cheeks and hint of shyness.
Iexpectto have to coax the words I want out of her, dragging them centimeter by centimeter.
Not that I’m complaining.
That’s half the fucking fun?—
Literally thefuckingfun.
But I should have known better.
Jade is sweet and soft and beautiful, a gentle soul that is so easily trampled by the assholes in the world—and yes, I consider myself amongst that number.
She just doesn’t have it in her to be difficult.
Not like me.
Not like?—
Before the darkness sweeps over me, drags me out of this moment, she speaks again, her voice crystal clear and showing absolutely no hesitation.
“I want your mouth on my pussy, Royal,” she says.
I gape at her, vision hazy, cock growing even harder.
But she’s not done surprising the shit out of me.
Because then she says,
“And I want you to lick me until I come.”
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
Jade
I’ve never been sobrazen in my life.