Page 117 of Three Pucking Words
“These,” he says, almost to himself in an awed trance, “are hot.”
He traces a finger along the elastic of the that’s lined with white lace. I’m so wet right now, and there’s no hiding that from the man doing a thorough inspection of me.
“Bodhi,” I breathe out when the tip of his finger grazes me from over my panties. “I need you to touch me. Please.”
That seems to snap him out of his daze. He looks up at me with a grin before ridding me of my panties in one easy pull until I’m completely bare to him from the waist down.
Involuntarily, I try closing my thighs, but he won’t have any of it. “Don’t hide,” he coaxes, using his palms to gently open my legs. He kneads and massages the muscles of my upper thighs as he works them up, up, up, until—
His mouth descends on my pussy, and I gasp at the sensation of his tongue on my clit as he licks me.
And thegroanhe releases into me vibrates the button of nerves that sends shockwaves through my body.
“You.” Lick.
“Taste.” Suck.
“So fucking.” His tongue teases my entrance.
“Good,” he growls before easing the tip of his tongue inside of me as his thumb circles the nerves firing on all cylinders.
The sensation is too much, and I come before I even realize what’s happening. My legs close around his head as my fingers go to his hair, fisting the strands and probably pulling harder than I should be.
But Bodhi doesn’t act like he cares.
When I look down, he’s all but humping the floor for friction against his cock that’s tenting his jeans more than a few minutes ago.
There are soft cusses being spoken that I don’t realize are from me until I feel him chuckle against my inner thigh where he’s pecking a trail of kisses. They’re soft and loving and melt my body into the carpet as I close my eyes and catch my breath. “I’venever come that fast in my life,” I finally whisper loud enough for him to hear.
“I’m going to do that again,” he promises, his voice gruff when he speaks again. “I’m going to do being that a lot, honey. I might even wake you up in the morning with my face in your cunt.”
If it’s possible, I’m even wetter than before from the thought of his head buried between my legs. “Bodhi,” I choke out, trying to tug him up. “I want you inside me. Please?”
He lets me pull him toward my face, and I close the distance between our mouths until I taste myself on him. It’s him who breaks away first, settling his hips between the opening of my legs and looking down at me.
“Before we do this,” he says against my lips, making me whine in protest. “I need to talk to you about something.”
Inside, I’m groaning. Because I don’t want to talk. I want to do anythingbutthat. “If this is about consent, I totally consent to anything you want to do to me. In fact, I may combust if we don’t have sex, Bodhi. I’m not kidding.”
A light huff comes from him as he brushes frizzy hair away from my face. “Anything is a very dangerous offer, Honor.”
I clench my legs around him involuntarily. “I think it sounds great right about now.”
His lips curl higher at the corners as if he agrees. But he doesn’t say so. “I got a job offer.”
Everything stops. “O-Okay.”
“It’s in Connecticut,” he explains softly, his thumb caressing my jaw. “Your father actually brought it up to me. It’s a coaching gig for a brand-new team.”
My father brought it up?“Wow. Okay.” I swallow, absorbing the information. “When did you find out about this?”
Guilt flashes in his eyes. “Earlier this week. I wanted to think about it, but something I realized is that I can’t make a decision without you.”
My eyes widen as I squirm a little beneath him. It makes me rub against him in a way that sparks the need still deep inside my core. “Me?”
He nods. “Yeah, honey. You. I need to know what you think. Because I want you in my life. I want you by my side. I wantus. And I think you want that too.”
He thought about me.
