“Excuse me?” she says, some of her signature sass coming out.
“I said get on your fucking knees,” I growl.
She pulls her bottom lip between her teeth, before nodding and submitting.
I look down at her, before crouching down to pull her shirt over her head, making sure to graze my knuckles against her naked skin, feeling the goosebumps pebble in my wake.
“You’re so goddamn beautiful,” I tell her, before standing up.
She looks up at me, eyes wide, and I almost come in my fucking pants at the sight. I watch her trembling hands unbuckle my pants before sliding them off me. I kick my shoes off right before I step out of them.
My dick is straining in my boxer briefs, begging for some attention.
Her tiny fingers grab the edges, before she slowly pulls them down. I hear a gasp come from her lips when my dick springs free.
“I want to see you take me, baby. Let me fuck that pretty little mouth,” I croon, running my fingers through her hair.
And take me she does. Holy fucking shit.
“Jesus Christ, beauty.” I moan, my head rolling back against the wall.
Her tongue glides along my shaft, her hand still working some kind of voodoo magic as she moves it up and down, in sync with her tongue.
“You’ve got to fucking stop before I come in your mouth,” I growl.
She leans back on her heels. “I thought that was the point,” she says, smirking.
“I want to fucking come in your mouth, and one day, I will, but that isn’t happening tonight,” I tell her, grabbing her shoulders and pulling her up to her feet.
She grabs my face and pulls me in for a long deep kiss, before grabbing my hand and pulling me down the hallway towards her bedroom.
Once we get to her room, I push her towards the bed.
“I’ve waited a long time for this moment, beauty. I want to take my time with you,” I tell her, watching the heat fill her eyes.
She looks like a fucking dream right now—naked, long red hair tumbling down her back, and the glow from the street lights outside illuminating her body.
“You’re the most beautiful fucking woman I’ve ever seen,” I tell her, stalking towards her.
“What are you doing?” she whispers, staring at me intently.
Lighting flashes outside, and thunder rolls in the distance.
“I’m getting on my knees for you now, beauty.”
She doesn’t know this, but she’s the only woman that can bring me to my knees. The only woman that ever will.
I push her legs apart gently and watch her lean back on her elbows, staring up at the ceiling.
“Nobody’s ever done this for me,” she whispers, and I almost don’t hear her.
“What?” I ask, making sure I’ve heard her right.
“I’ve never. This has never happened…” she says, her voice trailing off—she seems embarrassed.
Standing up, I pull her face to mine, kissing her deeply, with purpose.
“Don’t ever be fucking embarrassed with me, Marley.”