Page 137 of Mountain Grump
“We’re going to talk later about how you got this so smooth.” Ethan sounds torn as he says it. Like he likes the fact that I’ve had every pubic hair lasered off my body. But that he hates the idea of someone else touching me there.
“It was a woman.” I force my eyes open and lift my head again. “Who did that piercing?”
Ethan smirks down at me. “A woman.”
I lift my leg and put my foot on his chest. So I can shove him off the bed.
But he presses my leg straight, propping my heel on his shoulder.
Opening me.
Ethan leans forward, and I feel the head of his cock brush against my core. “It was purely professional. And I never saw her again.”
I drop my head back down. “Good.”
My leg slips off his shoulder as he leans forward even more. And I widen my thighs, inviting him closer.
Ethan braces a hand on the mattress next to my head. “Good what?”
With him this close, I can’t resist touching.
I slide my hands up his tattooed pecs to his shoulders. “Good Boy. Now kiss me.”
His mouth is on mine the instant I finish my command.
His lips are warm. Demanding.
Ravenous.
And I groan. Because he feels so good.
His muscles shifting under my hands.
His cock rubbing against my entrance.
His tongue in my mouth.
He feels so freaking good.
And I can’t wait for tomorrow night. When heeats my pussy for dinner.
But right now, I need more.
I hook my feet around the backs of his thighs and try to pull him in.
He nips at my lip. “Bad Girl. I’m not done yet.”
There’s a tug on the bow holding my wrap dress together, and then Ethan pulls the two halves apart.
Then he groans and drops his forehead to my chest.
My smile is wide as I feel his breath on my skin.
“Bad fucking Girl.”
When tied properly, my dress is tight around my boobs, doing all the work of a bra. So I don’t have to wear one.
Still on one elbow, Ethan sucks one pierced nipple into his mouth.
