Page 36 of Bit's Bliss
I held out my hands, and she took them to steady herself. Once she was in front of me, I tightened my grip.
“When you were on your way inside, I received a call from Zin. He was able to schedule time in front ofa judge this afternoon. Also, his father will be joining us. That’s if you want me to go with you.”
Eberly squeezed my hands. “Of course I do.”
“What this means is we’ll need to put our plans for the afternoon on hold.”
“Oh.”
“However, since you were such a good girl for me on our way home, I think you deserve a reward.”
She caught her lip in an effort not to smile, but I saw it anyway.
“Come on, on your feet. I’m hungry.”
“That’s my reward? You’re going to feed me?”
I raised a brow.
“Sir?”
“I didn’t say anything about you eating.”
“Should I get dressed, s-s-sir?”
“No.” I held her hand and led her into the kitchen and over to the island. I put my hands on her waist and lifted her so her bottom rested on it. “Lie back for me.” I eased her down on the cold granite, then spread her legs.
“I’m, um…” she stammered.
I put my hands on the top of her thighs. “Go ahead. You’re what?”
“Uncomfortable.”
I grinned. “Would a pillow help?”
Eberly shook her head. “That isn’t what I mean.”
“Are you telling me you don’t want me to eat? But I’m starving.”
She smiled and rolled her eyes. “Very funny.”
My brow furrowed. “There will come a time when you will not get away with all you have, Eberly. But until we’ve had a chance to talk about my expectations, I’ll let things like you rolling your eyes at me go. I’m also asking you to trust that, right now, I know what you need.”
“Okay.”
I raised a brow. “You’re pushing it, little dove.”
“Yes, sir.”
When I spread her pussy, leaned down, and blew on her clit, Eberly’s spine arched. When I licked through her folds, she whimpered, and when I used my tongue and fingers, she screamed my name before her essence flooded my mouth. I made her come twice more, then gathered her in my arms, carried her into the bedroom, and held her close to me.
It was all I could do not to fuck her. My cock strained against the zipper of my jeans to the point it was painful, but this wasn’t about my pleasure. I planned to make the first time she felt me inside her so mind-blowing that no other man could ever satisfy her.
While Eberly showered,I called Snapper to see how the beefed-up version of security was coming along at Eberly Winery.
“Hey, Bit. I was about to call you,” he said like Zin had. “There’s some shit goin’ on over here I figured Eberly would want to know about.”
“What specifically?”
