Page 81 of Once Upon A Small Town Secret
The jeans come off, revealing matching panties that make me groan.
"Now you," she says, and her hands go to my belt.
She unbuckles, undoes the button, and slides the zipper.
I shove them down impatiently, and she laughs.
I laugh, too.
I don't think I've ever laughed in bed with anyone before.
I kick my jeans away, and the laughter dies, the mood shifting into something darker, more heated.
I get onto the bed and reach for her, then roll us so that she's on top.
My hand goes into her hair, and our lips meet.
She straddles my hips, and I groan into her mouth.
Her fingers trace down my chest, over my stomach.
I suck in a breath when she grips my shaft.
Her tongue sweeps my bottom lip.
"Paige," I growl.
She kisses her way down my chest.
"Oh God," I say, and I'm not a praying man, but holy shit.
She kisses lower and lower.
My hand finds her hair.
She kisses my hip, the crease of my thigh, then her lips wrap around my cock.
"Fuck," I hiss.
Her mouth is hot and wet and perfect, and her tongue traces the tip.
She strokes her hand down the length of me, then sucks, and I groan.
My fingers twist in her hair.
I've never wanted someone like this.
She slides her mouth up and down, her tongue stroking, and I can't breathe.
"Jesus, Paige," I mutter. "You're killing me."
"Good way or bad way?" she murmurs, then her lips wrap around my cock again.
"Fuck."
She moans, and the vibration sends a lightning bolt through me.
But she doesn't continue. She releases me with a small pop and leans back a little.
