Page 47 of Extra Dirty

Two fingers slip inside, causing me to buck against him.

He chuckles. “Wouldn’t you like that?” He kisses me again.

I deepen the connection, trying to keep him in place, but he’s got an agenda.

He stretches his fingers deeper and pulls out each little ball, and I die a little in embarrassment. “Did you enjoy your play toy?”

My cheeks heat at his comment. It’s then I realize that it wasn’t Sophie who left me the toys. I push against him, but he holds me in place as he laughs.

“Stop. You know you enjoyed it. And now I have a mess to clean up,” he says, kissing me ferociously and leaving me breathless.

Then he drops to his knees and slides his hands up my legs. With a squeeze to both hips, he finds the waistband of my panties and drags them down, helping me out of them. He presses a soft kiss to my knee, then another to the inside of my thigh. Then he nuzzles against my heated flesh, using his head to push my legs apart. With one hand, he pulls one calf up to his shoulder, then he presses his lips against my entrance.

I hiss and squeeze my eyes shut when his tongue slides between my lips.

“Fuck,” he says in what almost sounds like wonder. Then he brings one hand to my ass and digs his fingers into the flesh there, tugging me closer. His other hand glides up and down my leg, as if he’s grounding himself to this moment. Like he needs the feel of my skin beneath his fingers to know that this is real. Like he can’t believe he’s really on his knees before me, eating me lazily. Like we’ve been doing this forever. Like we never stopped.

I’d almost forgotten how much Jay loves the act of pleasuring me. His moans tell me he’s exactly where he wants to be. Turned on from my taste alone.

It isn’t long before he takes me over the edge, and I cry out his name without any thought of the consequences.

He growls as he continues to suck. His strokes are long and easy as he hums against me, the echo of it vibrating inside me. “I love the sound of my name on your tongue, Kitten. Almost as much as I love doing this.”

I push against him, suddenly aware of how vulnerable I am in this position. How close I’ve let him come.

He smirks up at me. “Done with me already?”

I’m sure he’s hard as steel, and it’s only fair that I return the favor. “No, I’ll take care of you,” I reply softly.

Jay shakes his head against my legs, then moves up my body until he’s cupping my face in both hands and pressing a kiss against my lips. “Have dinner with me.”

“What?”

“Dinner. With me. Let’s go get something to eat. I missed you.”

Oh my God. He’s insane. He got me off, yes, but that doesn’t reset things between us. “Jay,” I scold.

He kisses me again, then pulls back. “I love when you use that tone with me. Fuck, there isn’t a thing I don’t love about you. Yell at me all you want. Just have dinner with me.”

I huff out a breath. “Wouldn’t you rather I suck your dick?”

He laughs. “Shockingly, no.” He moves one hand under my chin and pulls me in for another kiss. This one is sweet and slow.

It’s insane how much I want his lips on mine. That I’m not pushing him away. Already, I’m addicted again. Ican’tpush him away.

I absolutely hate myself.

“I want more than a few minutes of pleasure, even if I’ve been dreaming of your lips around my cock for…well, alongtime.” He kisses me again. In the darkened room, he’s a shadow that looms over me, but those eyes of his, they sparkle with mischief.

“Why do you always sound like you’re in a freaking Hallmark movie?” I groan and press my forehead to his shoulder.

He kisses the crown of my head. “Baby, I say cock and fuck too much. I know that. Butfuck, I just want to have a meal with you. Please, just…give me an hour. Talk to me about what you saw tonight. What you think of the place. Your article. Talk to me about the weather, I don’t give a shit. Justtalkto me.”

I roll my eyes, but I can’t hide the small smile that teases at my lips. “You’d really prefer I talk to you than drop to my knees right now?”

His hot breath warms my skin as he hisses, “Yes.”

I sigh in resignation. I really am dying to taste him again, but whatever. “Fine. Give me my panties.” I huff and hold out a hand.

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