Page 38 of Deadly Seduction

“You won’t ever feel that pain again,” I promise. I cup her face in my hands, gazing into her brown eyes and getting lost, hoping she senses how serious I am and what lengths I will go to for her. “Because, while I’m around, you’ll never be alone.”

She shuffles on my lap, and my cock hardens, unable to control my urges. What’s a man to do when a gorgeous girl is on top of him? Her breath fans over my face as her full breasts press into my chest, closing the gap between us. Our lips brush and mine part for her tongue to slip into my mouth. Then, I’m lost…

A fiery urgency hits us like a lightning bolt. We have to grasp the moment, and I seize it. I kiss her like she’s the only woman who matters because she is. A moan escapes her as she pulls away, and her cheeks flush with a rosy glow.

I intended for the first night we spent together to be somewhere special. I wanted to pull out all the stops, no expense spared. Flower petals, champagne, and chocolate-dipped strawberries—I’d do it all for her, but nothing feels more right than being here, right now.

I hook my arms under her thighs to grasp her arse and lift her effortlessly. The blanket, still wrapped around her shoulders, falls away.

“Don’t drop me!” she squeals.

“Never,” I reply in a deep, husky tone laced with promises. “Now that I’ve found you, I’ll never let you go.”

I put her down gently onto her feet, lay a blanket over the shag rug by the fire, and turn to the gorgeous woman of my dreams before me. Her fiery hair is still damp from the shower, catching the light like licking flames. My gaze trails over her silky bra and curvy hips.

I swallow hard, struggling to contain myself. “You’re perfect.”

A mischievous grin makes Rose’s freckles dance as she unhooks her bra. The straps slip from her shoulders seductively as it falls to the floor, while her eyes stay fixed on mine. She undresses, taking off her clothing one item at a time until she’s naked. She’s baring her body for me like I bared my soul to her.

She steals oxygen from my lungs with a single look. I’ll never tire of her body. Glorious curves, grabbable fleshy thighs, and breasts I can’t fit into my palms.

“Lie down,” I order. My voice is firmer than I expect.

Rose does as I ask, settling on the blanket. The fire illuminates her satin-smooth skin like sunbeams over uninterrupted snow. I fall to my knees, bowing down to her like she’s royalty. I crawl up her body and go to kiss her again.

My cock begs to be freed, enjoying her laid beneath me, but I won’t rush. I’ll worship every inch of her. I begin with her neck, scattering kisses down the length of her skin and enjoying how her hips writhe in response.Baby, I’m taking my time—I’ll get to you. The tip of my tongue licks along her collarbone and then travels further down.

“I love how your tits feel in my hands. How big and soft they are,” I praise, then tweak her nipples. “Look how they’re begging for my attention.” My tongue slides along their peaked surface and her hips jut upwards. “Mm, they like that.”

I knead her skin, licking and kissing her breasts. I sink my teeth into one of them, needing to claim her and leave my mark. She yelps but wriggles against me, showing she wants this. She smells of gently perfumed soap, but underneath that, her natural scent drives me wild. Being around her is the equivalent of waving a red flag under the nose of a bull.

I continue my exploration. Her legs fall open to greet me, and I run my tongue over her thighs. She has the most perfect pussy I’ve ever seen.

CHAPTER25

IVY

Nervous insecurity creeps in as Freddie stares between my legs.

“What’s wrong?” I stammer.

He breaks out in a grin that makes him look five years younger and adds glitter to his amber eyes, setting them alight.

“How could anything be wrong?” he asks. “You’re even more beautiful than I could have imagined.” His finger runs down the length of my slit, swirling in the wetness at my entrance. “I’ve spent years thinking about how good you’ll taste, how good I’ll make you feel, how I’ll spend hours making you scream, and now you’re here…” He slides his fingers inside me, then withdraws. He pops his shiny tipped index finger into his mouth and licks it clean. “Fuck, you’re delicious. You taste incredible on my tongue. I could eat your pussy all day.”

His words of affirmation send a fuzzy burst of longing racing through my core. I buck my hips impatiently, desire building, desperate to feel him again and let him know what I need.

“Please, Freddie…”

“What do you want?” he asks, nibbling my inner thigh. The sensation tickles and turns me on more. “Tell me exactly what you want.”

“I want you to taste me,” I say breathily.

He drapes my legs over his shoulders and pulls me close, drawing my pulsating pussy into his face. His tongue slides between my lips, taunting me with teasing long strokes as he laps up to my clit.

“Mmm,” he moans, sending vibrations through me. “You’re already so wet. I want to see how much wetter I can make you.”

God rest my soul and this blanket. I grab his hair to hold him in place. His brown hair is the perfect length to lose my fingers into, but my hold doesn’t increase his speed. If anything, he slows down. Taunting me with his mouth in a way that makes my toes curl.

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