Page 64 of Accidentally in Bloom

Her fingers found her throbbing clit, and she circled it once and bit back a cry. Gray’s hand had come up to her right nipple, dipping under her bra to play with it.

“Show me how you like it,” he whispered into her ear.

“Fuck,” she sobbed. She moved her fingers around her swollen clit faster and faster until he grabbed her wrist, seizing it in place. Her eyes locked with his.

With a slow movement, he lifted her hand out of her panties into the air and took her fingers into his mouth, sucking on them as his eyes closed in pleasure.

Rose pulsed with need as his hot mouth locked around her fingers.

He opened his eyes and smiled like he’d won the lottery.

In that moment, Rose was fully and completely fucking ruined for another man. She took his mouth, tasting herself on him, but he pulled away.

“We’re not done.”

“But I want you.” She grabbed at his shirt, needing more of him.

“That was just the appetizer. You’re the next course.” He spun her around and pressed a hand to her back, bending her over the prep table.

Rose watched from the corner of her eye as Gray knelt behind her. He guided her foot up and out of the skirt pooled around her ankles.

“Spread your legs, princess. I want to see you.”

Fuck.

His hand pulled her leg to the side, and she spread her legs wide for him, still bent over the table.

“Good girl,” he purred.

Why did that make her so wet?

The cool air kissed her ass as she bent over the table. She felt so exposed, and as his breath came up to her pussy, she clenched, wishing he was already inside her. He moved her panties to the side, and the heat from his breath made her shiver.

“God, you’re perfect.” His hands wrapped around the outside of her thighs, bracketing her in place. Her blouse still dug into the sides of her shoulders. She wanted to wiggle against him, hump the table, anything to end the pressure aching in her pussy.

He placed kisses along the back of her thigh, licking as he went. “I’m going to eat this pretty little pussy, princess. Unless you don’t need my help?”

“No,” Rose mewled, not even embarrassed at how she was begging. “Don’t stop.”

His arms wrapped around her legs, pulling them even wider as a hot, firm stroke of Gray’s tongue hit her clit. Rose screamed with pleasure. He licked in long, firm strokes, teasing her clit as he buried his face into her.

Rose felt the buildup of an orgasm overtake her, shooting through her system and making every nerve-ending sizzle.

His tongue dove into her, thrusting and licking. She could cry from the pleasure. She moaned and pressed her hips back into him shamelessly. He pulled her thighs back into his face, and the scrape of stubble against her clit, her thighs, was almost too much.

“Yes, yes,” she panted as he sucked her clit and slid a finger inside her. As another orgasm built in her, Gray ripped himself away from her. Rose whipped her head around as he stood up and heard herself whimper.

He pulled her up from the table to stand in front of him. She grabbed for his belt, and he didn’t bat her hands away this time.

His cock bulged against his jeans, and Rose ran a hand down it as she unzipped them as fast as she could.

He stepped away from her one more time.

“You are the fucking worst,” she huffed, smiling at him.

He sent her a wolfish grin back.

“Wait until you see what’s for dessert.”

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