Page 66 of Fight For Her
“The Emperor’s New Groove?“ I laughed.
“You said you’d never saw it and that needs to be remedied immediately.” The way she sounded somatter of fact had me cracking up. “Open up your Disney+ app, Barnes. It’s time for you to ‘beware the groove.’”
“I have no clue what you’re talking about, but your wish is my command, oh movie goddess.”
I giggled like a lovesick teenager as I watched Kendahl recite almost every line in the movie. The way her face lit up had me physically aching to be near her and kiss those full lips to draw a moan from them. As the credits rolled, she shifted in bed and placed her head on her forearm.
“So what did you think? Good, right?”
I scratched my beard, making a show of being deep in thought to get her fired up. It worked. She scrunched her nose and narrowed her eyes making me chuckle.
“You were right, extremely underrated. Kronk and Yzma…epic duo. Also, I now have a sudden craving for spinach puffs.”
Those blue eyes sparkled as quickly as they’d narrowed, and she laughed. “I’m so glad you liked it. I didn’t want to have to dump you for your taste in movies,” she teased.
“Damn, I’m hurt that you’d drop me so quickly. After all we’ve been through.” I let my voice deepen to a playfully hurt tone.
“What can I say? I need a man with good taste.”
She grinned and flopped back on her pillows. Her sassy attitude shone through in the way she tilted her head, egging me on.
“I’m pretty sure I have the best taste. I picked you, didn’t I?”
“This is true. You make a good point.” Nuzzling her head into the pillow, she yawned. I glanced at the time, it was midnight here, which meant it was nine there.
“Hey, technically I get to see you today. It’s twelve here.”
“Ooh damn. I’m sorry for keeping you up so late. You want to go?”
“Nah, I’m good. I took tomorrow off, so I can sleep in if I need to,” I said. “How about I help you get to sleep?”
She brought the phone closer to her face. “What did you have in mind?”
What didn’t I have in mind? I wanted everything. I ached to taste her and feel her body clench beneath me as she cried out her release. My mind came back to the night at the inn when I walked in on her making herself come. Goddamn, she was so hot writhing on the bed pleasuring herself while I watched. She knew what I meant, but she loved to hear me say it.
“Did you bring a toy?” God, I hoped she did.
She shook her head. “No, I was so nervous. I forgot to.”
“That’s okay, baby. You don’t need one.” She nodded, slowly releasing a breath. “Prop the phone up somewhere so you can have your hands free.”
Without hesitation, she turned and set her phone aside leaving me with a side view of her body from the torso up. I didn’t need to see all of her, just her gorgeous face as she made herself come.
“Now what?” she asked with her eyes closed and chest already heaving.
“Pull off your shirt, nice and slow.”
Her slender fingers trailed across her collarbone, agonizingly slow. She reached lower, tracing the peak of each nipple through the thin fabric of her pajama top.
“I’m hard as a rock watching you, baby. You’re so damn hot.” I widened my thighs to give my cock some much-needed space. She pulled the hem of her shirt up and over her head, then tossed it aside. Those pink peaks stood taut just waiting to be pinched. I’d give anything to nibble them until she was rolling her hips against me. “Pinch your nipple and pretend it’s my teeth,” I groaned.
“God—I’m already turned on.” Flushed cheeks and sharp breaths meant she had to be soaked and ready. I watched her rub her hard nipples one at a time, biting her lips until she started to drift one hand lower.
“Did I say you could touch your pussy?”
Her hand stopped and splayed against her stomach. She opened her blazing eyes. So needy and ready.
“Slide your underwear off,” I said, watching her follow my instructions. “Grab your phone. I want to see how soaked you are.”
