Page 90 of Forever in the Country

“You’ll have to wait.” My head falls back against his chest, as his hand slides over my breasts to my leggings. “I’m going to love peeling these over your tight little ass, Sunshine.”

“Sorren,” I beg as he toys with the top of the fabric before sliding under my panties and over my clit.

I can’t help the moan that escapes and I wouldn’t dare try.

“I love seein’ you needy, Rhea. I love the way your pulse hammers in your throat,”—he sinks one finger inside me—“the way your nipples harden when you’re aching for me.”

My hand grips the back of his neck and I arch into him as he sinks another finger inside me.

“You’re so ready, aren’t you?” His fingers pump in and out of me and I’m shameless as I grind myself against his hand. “Do you want this,”—he pulls out slowly, dragging alongthatspot before plunging inside me again—“to be my dick?”

“Yes. Please, baby.” His teeth nip at the tendon in my neck and I scream.

“You’re going to wake the whole neighborhood, Sunshine.”

“I don’t care. I’m so close.”

His fingers slow and I want to sob in response. “Guess I’ll have to find something else to do with your mouth.” His hand moves my other arm around his neck. “Don’t move.”

Locking my fingers together causes my back to arch and my breasts to push forward.

“Such a good girl.”

“Sorren, please.” I rock against his hand as he tugs the fabric of my tank top and bra until my breast is exposed.

“So fuckin’ pretty.” He pinches my nipple and I cry out again as he fondles me—squeezing and pinching and sending a riot of pleasure through my body. “Are you ready to come all over me?”

“Yes,” I breathe out, and it’s laced with desperation.

“You’re perfect, Rhea.” Dipping his finger in chocolate, he brings it to my mouth, grazing it lightly against my lips. “Now suck.”

Opening wide, I do as I’m told—licking and swirling my tongue around as he pushes me completely over the edge. Pleasure slams into me with a force so intense, my scream is still audible even with his finger still in my mouth.

“I love the way your pussy clamps around me like that. It’s going to feel so good when you’re strangling my dick.” His hand moves slower between my legs as I ride out the aftershocks of my orgasm. His finger slides from my mouth, but I can’t catch my breath because his lips are on mine and I can only sag back against him.

His arm bands around my waist, holding me to him before he pulls back—his eyes locking with mine as he sucks his fingers into his mouth.

The ones that were inside me.

“So fucking delicious, aren’t you?” he asks before taking me in another kiss. It tastes like me and chocolate and Sorren and I moan. The combination is heady and I want more—so much more. He chuckles. “I knew you’d like that.”

Sorren’s hips rock against my ass and I shudder as the evidence of his arousal digs into me.

“Do you want me to—” I start to turn around, to ask him if he wants me on my knees but he stops me.

“I told you what I want, Sunshine.” His words are a deep rasp. “Now,”—he takes a step back, and I watch him over my shoulder as his gaze rakes down my body—“hands on the counter.”

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Rhea releases a shuddery breath but does as she’s told, and my dick hardens at the sight. It’s beyond painful but totally worth seeing her arch her back for my benefit.

“Good girl,” I growl as I open the clasp on my belt. I make sure she can hear every slide of the leather through the loops.

I let it fall to the floor, the clank of the metal and hide echoing through the bakery. She’s torn between looking at me over her shoulder and facing forward—the anticipation written all over her gorgeous face. She’s still flushed from her orgasm, her chest rising and falling faster with each passing second.

Popping the button on my jeans, I watch her gaze fall to my still-covered dick. She licks her lips as I drag the zipper down, andfuckI want her mouth all over me.

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