Page 59 of Call the Shots
“No.”
My eyes flashed to hers and she gazed back, unrelenting. I lifted my hands off her. Waiting. Watching for the go-ahead that I could continue.
“No, you don’t get to kiss me, Bear,” she clarified, pushing up on her elbow. “Ever.”
I touched her again. “You say that now, but?—”
“You’ll be disappointed because I’m not kissing some arrogant dipshit who doesn’t deserve it, everagain.”
I dug my fingers into her soft skin. “You’ll kiss me or I’m cumming on your face.”
“Fine. Do it.”
“You’d rather have me cum on your fucking face than kiss me?”
“Yep. Now, get back to work. You’re doing a lot of talking for a guy who’s supposed to be eating me out right now.”
Fuck, that hurt. It hurt like a deep paper cut, slicing me open, and my body pulsed with the ache. But it wasn’t enough to stop. Not by a long shot. The look in her green eyes, daring me on, forced me into action. I threw away her panties and slid along the floor, pulling her thighs over my shoulders, gazing down at the treasure trove.
I wanted this so fucking badly, I was practically shaking for it. I crushed my mouth to her pussy.
Oh, fuck yes.
June jerked up, but I squeezed her thighs tight, keeping her locked while I devoured her. I was taut, close to snapping. I couldn’t stop. Couldn’t think.
Her muffled cries penetrated the fog. She had her fist to her mouth, stifling her gasps.Fuck no.On the rug had been her thing, this wasmine. If I couldn’t kiss her, I wouldn’t miss out on hearing her.
I grabbed her arms, pulling them to me until I gripped her wrists tight.
Her eyes widened. “Bear?—”
Ignoring her, I situated myself between her thighs again, preventing her from moving. June tried to yank her hands away, which was cute, and I went back to eating her out.
“Oh mygod—” she choked out.
Now that she couldn’t hide it, her gasps filled the air, and she groaned, swearing under her breath.
“That’s it, baby,” I cooed, my chin wet.
“No pet names—don’t fucking call me baby?—”
“You like that, sweetheart?”
“Fuckyou—fuck, fuck, fuck?—”
I sucked her clit, her hips bucking against me, even when I stopped. “I’ve got another one,” I murmured. “But first…eyes on me.”
Trembling, June finally gazed down, and I could’ve cum right then. The flush to her face, her blonde hair, wild and out of her ponytail, her eyes too wide. The rapid rise and fall of her chest while she struggled to breathe…Fuck.It was hard not to hump the ground.
For now, I could find satisfaction another way.
“Good girl,” I breathed out.
A flush spread from her neck to her cheeks like wildfire and I groaned into her pussy, eating her out again. I wanted this to last. I wanted it to last forever.
Then, the door opened.
Montoya.
