Page 52 of Paging Dr. Breakup
Heart pounding, she forced herself to think. Her brain wouldn’t cooperate. When he paused, she groaned in frustration.
“AIDET,” she blurted out. “T. Thanking. Last one is thanking the customer.”
Without warning, he swept his mouth over her labia, and she made a high-pitched keening sound. Then he pressed the flat of his tongue against the sensitive seam.
Lifting his head once again, he said, “Ms. Steen, thank you for this amazing opportunity to serve you today. You may receive a phone call regarding your care. I hope you will be able to rank my service with a high satisfaction score.”
The laugh that bubbled up from deep inside morphed into a guttural sigh as he returned to his work, licking and nipping at her heated flesh. He gripped under her hips and raised her toward him, making satisfied growls as he drove her need higher and higher.
She was flying. “Calvin, I want you—” She reached toward him.
He planted her hand on the comforter and patted it to stay there. “Not yet. Soon.” He panted, his breath hot against her already heated skin. Nudging her legs farther apart, he lifted his head, first looking down at her, then met her eyes. “My God, this is amazing.”
“I’ll say.”
He grinned again, this time tracing a finger between her folds.
A gurgle and a hip wiggle was all she could manage.
He eased his finger into her. “You’re so wet.”
No shame. This was Calvin. This was Calvin in a whole new light. Actually, it was the same light, only now she acted on her feelings. “How could I not be wet, given everything you’re doing to me? This is because of you.”
He started to stroke inside of her, eventually adding another finger. “It’s you, Deirdre. You’re amazing.”
The delicious stretch primed her desire, like a heavy snowpack hanging at the top of the steep mountain. “Please.” She gasped.
“I’ve got you.” Dipping his head, he flicked his tongue over her clitoris as he curled his fingers with each thrust.
Tension spiraled, chasing completion. “I’m… oh God, Calvin.” When he gently sucked on her nub and pressed his fingers deeply, the avalanche of sensations broke free in a quivering, shaking full-body response that seemed to roll on and on.
He continued to move his hand and drew out the orgasm through several delicious aftershocks until she finally came to rest in his arms.
His half-mast gaze met hers, and he growled contentedly.
Boneless, she lifted her head, peering at him where he lay with his cheek against her open thigh. “Time for some customer service feedback.”
Chapter Nineteen
“Oh?” he satup, muscles quivering and tense.
It felt like he’d run a marathon, his heart pounded so hard in his chest. Air burned as it sawed in and out of his lungs. But he could easily go an extra mile. Cal wanted nothing more than to plunge into her, over and over, as they lost themselves in sexy oblivion.
She followed his movement and also sat up. Then she unbuttoned his pants and motioned for him to stand so she could push the garment over his hard erection standing at the ready. She touched him, and he nearly exploded on the spot.
“Damn it. Later,” he gritted out.
“You want me to AIDET you?”
“Hell no. I can barely form words. I want you. So much.” He bent down to the floor and fished in a pocket, pulling out a condom packet.
With an eyebrow waggle and a bite of her lip, she said, “Let me.” Lightly, she pressed on his chest until he fell back on the bed. He didn’t believe her innocent act for a second, based on the feral glint in her blue eyes. He fisted the comforter, trying not to grab her. Giving her this time to play.
And play she did. Deirdre slid the condom over his length, so slowly that his eyes rolled back in his head as he saw the northern lights. Then she cupped him until he spread his legs wider. Each stroke over his sac triggered a spine-deep shudder as his testicles drew up, tense and ready. He fought with everything he had to let her be in control.
Deirdre knew what she wanted, and he loved that about her. Loved this whole scene. Their skin against each other, the trust, the mutual care.
She paused.
