Page 39 of Beautiful Beast

Fuck.

“You’re making it very hard to say no,” I grumble.

“Itisvery hard,” she quips, “so don’t say no.”

Maybe it wouldn’t hurt to call her bluff just one time…

But I really shouldn’t…

“Come here,” I growl.

And just like that, she jumps into my arms and wraps her legs around my waist, rubbing against my cock just right while her lips find my neck.

This girl is going to make me embarrass myself and shoot like a rocket launcher well before I’m ready.

“One slight problem though,” she whispers. “We’ll have to start the whole sex thing next week.”

And just as quickly as she climbed into my arms, she jumps back down. But instead of backing away, she takes my hand and leads me into one of the guest bedrooms where she has clearly been sleeping based on the crazy amount of stuff everywhere.

She pushes me to the bed and I sit on the edge, looking at her expectantly.

“So, you decided to rev me up and get me to agree to your plan – a terrible plan, by the way – only to tell me to wait to take you?” I ask.

“You should have done it last night,” she says. “I got my period this morning. That’s why I’m dressed like a bum and rage eating chocolate.”

Well, shit.

I can’t figure out what we’re doing in her bedroom.

Not that I give a shit if she has her period, but she clearly does.

She pulls my shirt over my head and trails her fingertips all over my chest and abs. “You feel like stone.”

“If you like me this way, stop bringing me cookies.”

She smiles as she reaches down and unhooks my belt. My cock is pushing so hard into the zipper of my jeans that it aches.

The apartment is silent except for the zipper clicking as she slowly draws it down along each tooth. She squeezes me with only the thin material of my boxer briefs between us, my head tilting back on a groan.

It’s been a long damn time.

A view of me half-naked with an achingly hard cock used to drop women to their knees.

And apparently, it still does, at least for this one, because that’s exactly what she does.

“What are you doing?” I ask huskily.

“Sucking your cock.”

Fuck.

She’s such a little temptress.

Completely unexpected.

“We can wait until next week when you’re ready for me to fuck you.”

“It doesn’t feel like you can wait,” she teases.

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