Page 114 of Sincerely, Your Enemy

TJ’s eyes grow at my proposition. “Holy shit, that’s brilliant.”

I laugh and try to climb off his lap, but he doesn’t release me just yet, planting a hard kiss on my mouth. “Do I have your consent?”

I wonder if he’s joking at first. I want him so bad I could scream, and he’s asking me if I want this?

I rest my palms flat against his pec. “Do you even need to ask?”

“Yeah, I do.” He covers my hand with his own. “Lacey, once we get in that room, I’m not going to ask you if you’re okay every five seconds. I’m going to treat you like the nasty little slut you are because I know that’s how you want it, but I need to make sure you’re okay with it first. In the bedroom, I won’t always be nice to you, but outside of it, you fucking own me. Body and soul. You own all of me, baby. I just need to know if you can handle it.”

I’m shocked silent.

“Does that mean I won’t be able to say no?” I ask.

“No, it’s not like that. If you tell me to stop, I will. I promise. But the rest of the time, I’ll take the lead. Fully. Completely. I want to keep you guessing, so you’ll need to relinquish control to me.”

“Yes, you have my consent.”

I love knowing that I won’t have to think so much for once. I already have to be in charge every second of every day with my siblings, but not in the bedroom. In the bedroom, I want him to take command.

A wicked smile spreads across his face. “That’s my girl. Observatory,now.”

I oblige, getting out before him. We slip out of the hot tub in no time, grabbing the towels we’d laid out on a lounge chair and patting ourselves as dry as we possibly can in less than five seconds. Music travels from the inside of the house to the backyard, confirmation that the party’s just getting started.

Great. They won’t be coming to look for us for a while.

TJ traps my hand in his and leads the way to the observatory. The room is pitch-black when we walk in—not surprising, considering there are no windows anywhere, aside from the ceiling, and the retractable window above is shut.

“Open it,” I tell TJ, who doesn’t waste a second hitting the button by the door.

The ceiling opens up on cue, operated by electric motors, and exposes the night sky, making the observatory feel like our very own gateway to the cosmos.

The sky is breathtaking, and TJ and I both pause for a moment to admire the sea of stars above. It only lasts for a heartbeat, though, because the next thing I know, TJ is charging at me, lifting me up into his arms and kissing me so hard the air is sucked out of my body.

We’re both still dripping wet, despite our miserable attempt at drying ourselves after the hot tub, and I shiver at the feel of his torso pressing against mine.

Never breaking the kiss, TJ slams my back against the wall and catches my bottom lip between his teeth. He bites down on it, making me cry out in the most delicious pain I’ve ever felt, and grabs my throat at the base.

“God, I can’t believe it took me this long to see you. I’m so sorry, Lace. I was so fucking blind,” TJ says, putting me down just long enough to lower himself to the ground.

He pulls my bikini bottoms down my legs in one go, dark eyes soaking up any and all of my reactions as he tosses them asideand traces his finger up and down my pussy lips once, making me buck.

He’s on his knees in front of me, and I’m convinced it couldn’t get any hotter, but then he’s lifting my leg up and throwing it over his right shoulder.

And he doesn’t stop there, repeating the process for my left leg until I’m sitting on his shoulders, my back flush against the wall and his face just inches away from my pussy.

The first flick of his tongue feels so incredible it’s enough to drive a girl insane. My clit is pulsating with need, and when he proceeds to drag his tongue up and down my slit a few times, I let out a whimper. We’ve just started, but it feels like he’s been rubbing me for hours. Why am I so sensitive?

He starts slow, grunting every time a moan falls from my mouth, and gradually picks up the pace, teasing my clit but never quite applying the pressure I crave.

I’m getting restless, tugging at his hair as if to pull his face closer, and he laughs against my pussy, his breath fanning my core. “That’s right, baby, shove it in there. Suffocate me. I fucking love it.”

I don’t think twice, luring his face even deeper between my legs, and he groans in satisfaction, sucking my clit into his mouth with such power a sharp edge of pleasure rises in my lower stomach.

I can’t help arching off the wall when he squeezes not one but two fingers inside me at once, filling me to the brim.

“Jesus, you’re so… I’m not going to fit.”

The thought of him stretching me out does something to me. His mouth latches onto my clit again, and my hips buck. He’s got me on the edge so fast it’s frustrating. I want this to last. He picks up on how aroused I am and starts curling his fingers in and out of my pussy.

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