Page 18 of Unexpected Forever
I shove the flimsy lace panel of her thong aside and sink a finger into her pussy. When a second finger joins the first, she hisses out a yes, clawing at my shoulders and riding my hand like a champ.
“Nate…oh God.”
“You like that, baby?”
“Yes, oh yes.”
With a slight turn of my wrist, I brush the pad of my thumb against her clit and apply pressure.
“That’s right, Charley, come on my fingers. I want to feel you fall apart.”
Her hips move faster until the walls of her core clench around my fingers and the panting cries of my name echo in my ears.
With her eyes closed and lips parted, I want nothing more than to see that look with her underneath me, balls deep inside her.
She opens her eyes, her gaze sated but still full of desire. I pull my fingers from her heat and lick them clean.
“I knew you’d be like honey,” I say with a grin.
Her cheeks turn a sweet but sexy pink, her blue eyes all fire. With a sinful smile curving her lips, she squeezes my raging hard-on through my boxer briefs. “My turn to taste you.”
Moving out of her reach before I end up coming in my pants, I grab her wrist. “Not yet. You’ll get your turn, babe. Follow me.”
I lead her into the bedroom with my pants unzipped and my cock fighting to break free of its fabric prison.
When we cross the threshold, she turns around, showing me her back. She glances over her shoulder, a sultry smile on her lips and her hands against her chest. “Untie me?”
“Absofuckinglutely.”
My pulse pounds in my ears at the thought of doing what I’ve wanted to do all evening with this little excuse of a dress Charley’s wearing.
Pulling the longest string, the bow at the small of her back unravels, loosening the material around her torso.
“Thank you.”
“My pleasure.”
She faces me and lets her hands drop. The sparkly gray material falls to the floor in a pool around her feet. With her toe, she tosses the dress aside before placing her hands on her hips.
My dick throbs as I lick my lips and rub my chin, taking in the siren standing before me in nothing but a strapless lace bra, a skimpy thong, and fuck-me heels.
With her stare on mine, she reaches up to unhook her bra. Her hands freeze when I shake my head and close the distance between us. “Let me.”
She leans her head back and looks me in the eye, dropping her hands. “I’m all yours.”
“Oh baby, I know.”
“Show me what ya got, hot shot.”
I run a fingertip between her breasts, flicking open the clasp. The delicate fabric falls to the floor, and her gorgeous tits are finally bared to me. I cup one, my tanned hand dark against her pale skin.
They’re beautiful and fit perfectly in my large hands. It’s the one place she isn’t as petite as the rest of her.
Her nipples bead up under my teasing thumbs. Her sharp intake of breath hits me in the gut, and whatever blood I have left in the head on my shoulders drains to the one between my legs.
My eyes meet hers. “God, you’re perfect.”
She gasps as I roll one nipple between my fingers.
