Page 30 of Tan Lines & Trouble
She steps back into the bathroom and drops her towel. "Definitely not an emergency. Just my douchebag ex."
"Fuck him," I say, my towel joining hers on the floor.
"I'd rather fuck you."
"Far be it from me to tell a beautiful woman no." I gesture toward the door. "Lead the way."
SEVEN
Blue
How is it possible to have come harder just from him eating me out than I ever did with Blake...ever?Talk aboutmind blown.I knew he was cocky from the moment I met him, but he's the got the body of a god, a big dick, a heart of gold, and eats pussy like a champ, so it's safe to say he meant it when he said it wasn't cocky if it's true.
However, I think I need to take him for a test drive before I can make any definitive declarations. You know, just to be sure.
"What's got you grinning?" Griffin asks as he palms my waist and tosses me onto the king-sized bed. Mark that down as another tic in the pro column, becausedamn.
"Just thinking about something."
He joins me on the bed. "Yeah? Wanna tell me what?"
I bat my lashes, going for coy. "Just thinking about how good it's going to feel when you fuck me so hard I forget my name."
His reaction is even better than I imagined. His eyes practically roll back into his head and he groans deep and low. "You're evil. A Vixen."
"Maybe so, but..." I bite my lip and shrug. "I think you like it."
"I love it," he corrects, stalking toward me like a predator after prey. Only I'm all too happy to let him devour me. Over and over again.
My answering grin is all the motivation Griffin needs to launch himself at me, pinning me on my back to the mattress.
A moan breaks free when his warm lips meet my flesh as he kisses and nips at my jaw and down my neck. "God Blue, you're..." his words taper off into an unintelligible groan as he draws my nipple into his mouth.
I squirm beneath him, desperate and more than ready to feel him inside of me, but when he starts trying to kiss his way down my body, I stop him. "It's my turn, remember?"
"You don't have to," he starts, but I brace my hands on his shoulders and push him off of me before he can finish.
"I know." I move onto my knees and crawl toward him, until he's on his back and I'm straddling his thighs. "But I want to."
He parts his lips, either to protest again or to encourage me, but his words turn to a garbled groan when I close my lips around the crown of his dick, sucking him into my mouth.
"Fuck, baby doll." He fists his hand in my hair and grunts. "Just like that."
I lick and slurp and suck his cock until he's trembling and cursing beneath me. I want to feel him explode, to taste his release, and to render him as boneless as he did me.
Moaning, I reach between his legs and cup his balls. He lets out a string of curses before tightening his grip on my hair and pulling me off of his dick with an audible pop. "What's wrong?" I ask, licking my lips.
"I'm about to bust a nut."
"Good." I reach for him, but he captures my wrist and holds me still.
"When I come, it's going to be deep in your dripping pussy, not your mouth."
Can a woman orgasm from words alone? Because I'm pretty sure I'm right on the brink and the next filthy thing Griffin says very well may send me toppling over the edge.
"How do you want me?"
He groans again. "On your knees baby doll."
