Page 91 of Arrogant Playboy

“Okay, I’d like that.” She smiles.

Fuck, I’m so done for.

Reluctantly, I pick her up and place her on the bench, then I fall to my knees in front of her, she eyes me curiously.

“I’m not done with you yet, Rosie Hunt. Open for me, let my mouth clean you up,” I say, tapping her thighs.

“Daniel ...” She gasps.

I grin as my fingers dig into her thighs, but she does as she is told and opens for me. I inhale her scent, which is her sweetness mixed with my own muskiness. As my nose runs along her soaked underwear, my hands slide up her thighs and roll down her G-string. She is not going to need this as I place the item into my pocket. Then I return to between her thighs, but my tongue can’t quite get what it wants, it’s not the right angle. “Stand up, let me get you into a better position,” I tell her, she frowns but does as she is told. I lay down on the bench and have my head on the edge. “Now straddle my face,” I command.

“What?” She gasps, staring down at me.

“Place one leg on either side of me and then let my tongue do the rest,” I explain to her. Her brows pull together, and I cansee her trying to work it out. “If you want, put your hands on my thighs and straddle me that way if you think you might fall.” She seems dubious, but there is still enough heat in her eyes for her to forget her worries and do it. She lifts her leg over me, her dress falling around me, plunging me into darkness. I grab her hips and pull her into place and the first swipe of my tongue has her grabbing my thighs, her nails digging into my skin. I continue to lap up all her wetness while tasting more as she grinds against my face. That’s it, sweetheart, chase it, take it as I penetrate her with my tongue. I’m so lost in her that it’s a shock when I feel her lips around my cock and him hardening against them. Fuck. Yes. Her moans against me from her riding my face are giving me goosebumps.

“That’s it, sweetness, take me all the way down, choke on it, yes.” I growl against her cunt. I push a finger inside, then another, which has her bucking and moaning which sends vibrations to my balls. A sixty-nine has never felt so good. I can feel her cunt contract around me as I continue to suck, lick, and savor every bit of her until a perfectly timed suck of her clit has her screaming around my cock and flooding my face. Her release slides down my chin and I would happily drown in it. Rosie continues to suck, and I must be so turned on by her grinding my face that my orgasm shocks me and I don’t have time to warn her as I come down her throat. Except she’s ready for me and I feel her throat swallow every last drop I’ve given her.

She is fucking perfect.

34

ROSIE

“Just so you know, these are mine,” Daniel says, waving my underwear in his hand.

“What, no, I need them,” I say as I try to grab them from him.

He shakes his head. “No, you don’t. You’re all nice and clean now. I want to be able to have access to your pussy any time I want tonight.” Huh? He must see the confusion on my face because he slides the underwear behind his back while his other hand cups my face. “You’re mine, Rosie, to do whatever I want to, tonight, do you hear me?” he commands, and my nipples pebble as his voice deepens and sends shock waves of heat over my skin. I swallow as I look at him. “If I want to finger you under the table, I will. If I want to grab you and pull you into the bathroom and fuck you against the basin, I will. Do you understand me?” I think I am out of my depth. “I need you to nod or answer me, Rosie,” he demands.

“Yes,” my voice is breathless, I’m weak against his demands.

“And tonight, I want you in my bed so that if I feel like fucking you in the middle of the night I will.” I nod in understanding. How can I say no to this man?

“You have driven me mad, Rose. As soon as I sink into you, it’s like you’ve turned on a switch inside me that just wants to spend every waking moment fucking you, tasting you. I’m hooked,” he declares before kissing me passionately. “If my dick could stay inside you forever, I would be a happy man.”Oh wow.“Too much?” I shake my head because all I want to do is spend the rest of the night nestled on his dick. The way it stretches me, fills me, it feels perfect.

“I feel the same,” I whisper.

“Good.” Daniel smiles cockily. “I want to be the person who shows you the world.”

“Even the kinky one.”

“Especially that,” he says, grabbing my face and kissing me gently. “Fuck, Rose, you have no idea.”

I bite my bottom lip because the thought that Daniel might show me a new sexual world is hot. “I want you to show me, all of it. Teach me,” I declare to him, letting the last bit of my inhibitions drop between us. I trust him, and I know that whatever is happening between us has a time limit. I’m going to enjoy what’s happening for as long as possible, but I must make sure to protect my heart in the process. He leans down and kisses me again.

“Done. We’re going to have so much fun together.” He grins as he holds out his hand for me to take as we start silently walking back in the darkness toward the party. We kiss one last time before we must return to reality. “Now, go have fun, I’ll see you later tonight.”

I grin as we walk off in two different directions and my stomach sinks seeing him disappear. The shine of hiding in the dark is starting to wear off. I want to be able to take his hand while we talk or let him kiss me without fear of someone seeing it. Ivy didn’t seem mad over her sister’s suggestion of having fun with Daniel tonight, and Lauren pushed the subject, too. Maybein theory, they would like it, but in reality, they may not think I’m good enough for their friend, they all seem to love him.Like you do.What no. Love? Lust.Yes.A crush even. But love, no, that isn’t in the cards for us. I walk back into the room and head straight for the bar and order myself a champagne. When I turn around, I see Daniel walk in from the other side of the room and join a conversation with his friends.

“There you are, you disappeared for a bit,” Josh, the guy I was speaking to earlier, says, greeting me.

“Sorry, had an emergency work call. International clients who didn’t realize the time difference,” I answer.

He gives me a wide smile, he’s good-looking, tall, blond, with chestnut eyes. He works at Alex’s company, he’s funny, smart, easy to talk to, and around my age.But he’s not Daniel.Especially not after what happened in the garden.

“Totally understand, a certain level of clients demand twenty-four-hour access.” He grins. That is true. “Would you like another drink?” he asks, looking at the empty champagne glass in my hand.

“Oh, yes, thanks,” I say, placing the empty glass on the bar.

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