Page 36 of Good Girl's Bad Lessons

“Did he say when he’d tell you?” she asked. “I wanted to talk to him, but he didn’t seem interested in chatting after he talked to you.”

“Don’t worry.” Nico ran his fingers down his face. Ever since he’d left the house, he’d been on edge, a mix of hope and excitement. “We’re leaving the day after tomorrow. I’m assuming when we pick up the dog he’ll let me know.”

She brushed her hair with the round brush. “That’s a big commitment I’m making. I’ve always wanted to have two chocolate Labs. Not that I didn’t love the little guy, but he’s a bit too small for my original plans.”

He jammed his fingers into his pockets, leaning against the frame. “Do you want me to take it?”

She sat the brush on the marble counter, and a mischievous glint touched her eyes. “No. I was giving you a hard time. I did think of a name for him, though.”

“Amuse me.”

She chewed her bottom lip. “Nicky.”

“You’ll name your dog after me?” he asked. If any of his boardroom opponents heard about it, or hell, his employees, they’d have a good laugh at his expense.

She erased the distance between them and plastered her hands on his chest, giving him a little push. “Yeah, you should be honored. You’re like a Chihuahua sometimes, all bark and no bite.”

No bite? Hmmm. He lowered his head, his mouth a breath from hers. “Piccola, I can bite.”

She chuckled, then stepped back enough to look him in the eyes without touching. “I know. But still, it fits him.”

The tip of his fingers itched to reach her and caress her, but he resisted the urge. Barely, as his cock throbbed. “Won’t your friends think it’s weird?”

“I’ll tell Zaine and Meghan that I named him after a reality show character. They never watch those shows, so they’ll believe me.”

He popped his knuckles, giving his fidgety fingers something to do. “What about Samuel?”

She shook her head at him. “Simon loves dogs, and he won’t know I named it after you. God, no one will know about our, er, thing. Right?”

He inhaled. Deeply.

Of course her perfect-husband-to-be Simon adored animals. The idea of that by-the-book son of a bitch with Emma, with his Emma, brought a sour taste to his mouth. Enjoy your time with her. Determination pumped in his veins, thickening his blood. “Right. Now take off this robe, and don’t make it too fast. I want to watch it slide down your body before feasting on you.”

She untied the belt, letting the robe open slightly. He arranged himself on the seat, whipping off his pants and boxers until he was naked, his cock hardening.

She opened a bit more of her robe, teasing him, then carefully the fabric slipped off her in a slow, indulgent caress of her soft skin. Heat radiated from his chest, and he wanted to imprint every part of her in his memory. The robe pooled at her feet, and when he dropped his gaze, he noticed she wore lovely hose with a garter belt. Black, with just enough sheen.

She motioned to remove them, but he said, “Leave them on.” He wanted her to have those on while he fucked her deep from behind. His cock throbbed so hard, he felt lightheaded.

She sashayed to him and sat on him. “I thought we could take some of the edge off before the coveted anal lesson.”

He’d already put the anal probe and the lube on the side table next to the chair for convenience, but when he’d done it he didn’t know how handy they’d be. A tremor rushed through him. He closed his eyes, telling himself to calm the fuck down. Making it good for her was his top priority.

He placed his hands on her waist, his attempt at slowing her down. She glanced at him, her hazel eyes darkening, mouth parted. She’d never looked lovelier. “You’re stunning. Bellissima.”

She pressed his cock into her delicious pussy, the enthralling scent of her arousal swirling in the air. He lowered his hands to her hips, locking them into the most amazing position. She moaned and placed her hands on his chest, but relentless, he squeezed her buttocks.

“Move around me, gorgeous. Dictate the rhythm,” he said, his voice strained.

She touched his chest, her hands heavenly, but also a threat to his self-control. He caught her breast in his mouth, the tight peak begging for attention. His attention, and no one else’s. “So good, Nico. Everything you do to me, it’s so good.”

He distracted her with a kiss while reaching for the tube on the table. Opening the lid, he squirted some on the tip of his finger. She intensified the kiss, in tandem with her moving on him, and he took advantage to caress the crack of her ass.

An ass he needed to pound. An ass much deserving of some good breaking in.

He slid his finger between the fleshy cheeks, and she propped herself closer to him, opening her thighs a nudge more to grant him further access. Naughty Emma was down for some exploration, and who was he to deny her that pleasure?

He slid his fingers into her back hole while fucking her pussy harder. “Do you like this? Me in both your holes?”

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