Page 53 of Never Stop
“Babe…”
She shrugged. “What? I’m just asking.”
I stepped closer between her legs, almost eye level with her. “Not until tonight.”
Her smile widened. “Finally I’m your first at something.”
I brushed my lips against hers. “You’re my only.”
“Yeah?” She grinned.
“Yeah,” I agreed. “Now, no more talking.”
She smirked, not saying anything as she spread her legs again causing me to lick my lips as I looked down to see her skirt raising up her thighs.
I was definitely going to remember this night.
How Brooke looked sitting on the bar without any underwear.
How, when I ran my hands up each leg, her breath caught.
How I inched her skirt up, exposing her pussy.
And how she sucked in a breath the moment I bent down to taste her.
A moan came from her when my tongue took its first swipe, and she leaned back onto her elbows. I groaned, loving the sound and wanting to spread her more. I took her leg and draped it over my shoulder. Her velvety center felt like heaven on my wet tongue as her arousal coated it, sending a signal straight to my dick to hurry the fuck up. It wanted to be buried so deep in Brooke that the people walking by would hear her screams.
“More,” she panted, grabbing a fistful of my dirty blond hair.
I sucked her clit before inserting two fingers inside her, stretching her for my cock. “You like that?” I asked, pumping my fingers in and out at the same time.
She moaned again, pushing my head closer to her.
My fingers pumped hard, my tongue lapping in unison, bringing her closer and closer to screaming out in pleasure. Her grip on my hair tightened, and her thighs tried to clench together. I knew she was close. So close, in fact, she hissed a word that was in my near future.
“Fuck…”
I raised my head as my fingers continued. “I’ll never forget the way you look right now all sprawled on the bar. So fucking beautiful.”
Her back arched off the wood, her head tilted toward the glass shelves behind her that was illuminated with dim lights to showcase all the bottles we carried.
“And all mine.”
A groan came from deep in her belly, her body clenching around my fingers. “All yours.”
I smiled, my fingers slowing as I pulled out of her. “Slide over, baby.” I started making quick work of my belt.
“We’re doing itonthe bar?”
We sure as shit wasn’t doing it on the couch in my office that I needed to burn. “Gotta give my girl what she wants.” I smirked and kicked off my shoes. I grabbed the back of my shirt and pulled it over my head and tossed it onto the floor leaving me in only my socks and hard as fuck.
Brooke’s gaze made me falter. I let her stare, enjoying the view before I hopped up next to her. Reaching out, I grabbed the side of her face lightly and pulled her to me, our mouths connecting in a scorching kiss that left me aching for having her ride me.
“I can taste myself on you,” she whispered against my lips.
I grinned. “Tastes like heaven, right?”
“Youtaste like heaven.” She chuckled.
