Page 32 of Shy Girls write it Better
She started grinding against him and he just lost it.His hand went to the waistband of her pants and right between her legs.Christ, she was drenched.He could just rip them off and dive inside her heat, and he would have, too, if it hadn’t been her, Cassie Franklin, who was, for all intents and purpose, a fucking virgin.
Remembering that particular piece of information should have toned his fervor down, but instead, it completely ignited it.
“Hold on to me.”
He carried her hurriedly, walking around Buddy.
“Sorry, baby dog,” he apologized, before kicking the door of his bedroom closed behind them.
“Last chance to change your mind, Ms.Franklin,” he breathed against her lips, putting her down on his bed, her slightly damp hair on his pillow.
“I’m not changing my mind.Never in a million years.”
Thank heaven and hell for that.
He took a step back to watch her there.
“Fucking perfect.”
“You’re one to talk.”
She seemed to want to add something, but bit it back.
“Come on, now – don’t be shy.Spill it out.”
She got up on her knees and advanced towards him, until she was close enough to reach his tie; pulling it towards her, she got him on the bed while saying, “I want to see you.All of you.”
Her needy voice made his dick throb in his pants.
“There seems to be a shirt in the way.And some pants, too.Do something about it.”
“And if I don’t?”he teased.
The cleverest thing he’d ever said in his life, because her response was to grab his shirt and pull until it ripped open, buttons flying everywhere.
Fuck.
“You’re beautiful.”
It must be a joke, coming from her.
“Remove your clothes for me,” he told her huskily.“If I get my hands on them, they won’t survive as long as my shirt.”
She smirked and took her time to remove her top, first, then her yoga pants.She wore very simple underwear underneath, white practical stuff that seemed soher.Unassuming.Natural.
Cheap.Good.He could destroy cheap without feeling guilty.Ripping them from her took seconds, and then he was looking at the most exquisite pair of breasts he’d ever seen, and a pink pussy glistening under soft blond curls.
That was an invitation he just couldn’t refuse.
“Sweetheart?”
“Yes?”she breathed softly.
“Feel free to beg me to stop.Just know that I won’t.”
And on that note, he started feasting on her nether lips.
Damn, she tasted so sweet, spicy and feminine.
