Page 60 of For the Promise

“I can’t take my shirt off without hands.”

I lift her hands above her head. “Grab the headboard.”

“Make it worth my while, nerd boy.”

“Man,” I correct.

I wait until she grasps the headboard before grabbing the hem of her t-shirt. The material bunches as I lift it up her body revealing her naked breasts.

I can’t resist. I lean forward and latch onto a nipple. Blossom arches her back, shoving her chest into my face. It’s an offer I can’t refuse.

I nip and suck on her nipple until it’s a hard point. Until she wraps her legs around my waist and begins rubbing herself on my hard cock.

I release her nipple with a pop before moving onto the other one. I nibble on the hard point and she moans.

“Jaxon.”

I love hearing her say my name in a breathy voice. I wonder if I can get her to scream my name.

Time to find out.

I sit up. Her t-shirt is bunched up under her neck. Her face is flushed. And her eyes are glazed over. Next time, I’ll keep the light on so I can see what color her eyes turn when she’s overcome with passion.

Except. There won’t be a next time. This is my one chance to taste and touch her. I shouldn’t waste it.

“Lift your arms.” I whip her t-shirt off and throw it behind me.

I pause to admire how beautiful she is. What I wouldn’t do to have this woman naked in my bed every night. But it’s not to be. She would never stay with me.

“Snap a picture. It’ll last longer.”

“Let me grab my phone.” I pretend to reach for my phone.

She squeals. “It was a joke. It was a joke.”

I smirk. “I know.”

She slaps my shoulder. “Not funny, nerd man.”

“I thought it was funny.”

“Jaxon has jokes. Miracles never cease.”

Her smile lights up her face and I can’t resist. I dip my head and press my lips to hers. She sighs and I slip my tongue inside. Her cherry taste hits me and I groan. I fucking love cherries.

I explore her mouth until she clutches my shoulders and digs her fingernails into my skin. Her legs wrap around my waist and she rubs herself against my cock. My cock doesn’t understand why we’re not buried deep inside her heat now.

I snake my hand between our bodies and slip my hand under her panties. She drops her legs from around my waist and widens for me.

“Good girl,” I mumble against her lips.

I bypass her clit and plunge two fingers into her wet pussy. Her walls tighten around me.

“You like that?”

“Mmm…”

I still. “I asked a question.”

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