Page 87 of Scarlet Angel

I work the buttons on my shirt, gaze locked on her as she lifts her shirt over her head.

I toss my shirt on the nearby chair as she reaches behind her back and unclasps her bra.

I push up from the sofa and step out of my trousers as she does the same.

Her fingers wrap around my shaft. Tighter, like I like it.

“Show me what you want.” Her voice is soft.

“You really want to know what I want?”

She gives a quick, short nod. And that tongue…Fuck. It licks her lower lip, and I swear I feel it on my tip. So sweet, but that’s not what I want.

“I want you to lie back, hands above your head. And I want you to tell me what you want. What feels good to you.”

I’m not certain she’s breathing. Too much? It’s not like I asked to handcuff her.

“You’ll be in control. Just?—”

“My hands out of the way.”

“Right. I’ll give you a safe word. You say it, I stop. Whatever it is I’m doing, I stop immediately.”

“A safe word.”

“That’s right.”

“What would it be?”

“Angel.”

“You want me to lie here. On this sofa?”

“We can go in the bedroom if you like.”

“Okay, handsome. Let’s try this.”

She lies back on the sofa, completely nude except for a slip of panties.

“You are so fucking gorgeous.”

She raises her arms over her head, stretching her pert breasts and her flat stomach and the faint tattoo along the side of her ribs.

“And you think I’m handsome?”

Her teeth sink into her lower lip, and she nods with the slightest of smiles.

I kneel before her, much as she did with me, only my legs are on the couch. She bends her knees, making room for me, but I reach around her thighs to clasp her panties and drag them over her hips, down her thighs, over her joined knees, then down her calves, before I send the unwanted scrap of material across the room.

I glimpse the rows of stately shelves with dusty leather-bound books.

“Do you think the Kama Sutra is on one of these shelves?”

“Probably. It doesn’t look like anyone has added to the library in some time.”

I return her legs to the sofa, one on each side of my thighs, and I lift one slim ankle and press my lips to the side. She shivers.

With her legs wide, I take her in. Her glistening pussy, her red curls, her erect nipples. My fingers stroke my shaft, and her gaze watching me pleasure myself is almost enough to tear me from my mission.

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