Page 10 of Just a Little Promise

“You’re making it very hard for me to be a gentleman,” he said huskily.

She deliberately moved her hips against his, tempting and teasing him. “I don’t want a drink. I don’t want to talk and relax,” she said, reiterating the words he’d used earlier at the bar. “And I certainly don’t want you to be a gentleman tonight.”

A slow, sinful smile tipped up the corners of his mouth as he stroked his fingers along her cheek. “Then what do you want, baby girl?”

That sweet name he’d used to call her made Skye melt inside and added more fuel to the desire already overwhelming her. “You,” she whispered, staring directly into his eyes. “Tonight, I wantyou.”

He arched a brow, a devilish light in his eyes. “You’re going to have to be more specific than that.”

She knew how to play these sexy, dirty games with Tripp, since he’d been the one who’d taught her to vocalize her needs. It had been a long time since she’d been able to do that, and knowing how much her bold words turned him on, she didn’t hold back. “I want you to fuck me.”

“Such a dirty girl,” he murmured, approval in his tone. “How about this instead... I’m going to make you beg for it first.”

“You can certainly try,” she said, challenging him.

He touched his fingers beneath her chin, and tipped her head back further, staring down at her. “I was wondering where my feisty, uninhibited girl was,” he murmured. “Glad to see she’s still there.”

She didn’t doubt he’d noticed how reserved and guarded she’d been earlier in the bar, and there were certain aspects of her recent past thatstillkept her emotionally cautious. But sexually, there was no reason for her to hold back because with Tripp, she didn’t have to worry about saying or doing the wrong thing, or triggering a violent temper.

Intending to give him more of her bold, assertive side, she lowered her hands to the waistband of his slacks, but before she could unbuckle his slim black belt he caught her wrists and stopped her.

“Not so fast,” he said with a shake of his head. “Put your hands flat against the wall at your sides and keep them there until I say you can move them.”

She followed through with his request, and when he was satisfied that she’d complied he began slowly unbuttoning the front of her blouse, the warm tips of his fingers grazing across her skin. Once the top was completely unfastened, he pulled the hem from the waistband of her jeans, then shoved it down her arms and let it drop to the floor. Instead of removing her bra like she expected him to, he pushed both straps off her shoulders, then peeled the lace cups down, until her full breasts were exposed to his gaze. He left her like that, indecently half-dressed and dying for his illicit touch.

“Fuck, you’re beautiful,” he murmured huskily, staring down at her chest as he ran his fingers over her stiff nipples, before giving them a pinch that made her gasp and arch her back toward his hand in a silent plea for more.

He smiled knowingly, then dipped his head down, skimming his warm, damp lips, and his tongue, along the side of her neck. A shiver wracked her body, and she had to resist the urge to grab his hair and push his mouth down to her aching nipples. Instead, she kept her hands in place and endured the torment of him licking her skin and slowly kissing his way down to her collarbone.

A whimper of need escaped her before she could stop the sound, and he gave her a little love bite along her bare shoulder, making her knees threaten to buckle.

“Ready to beg yet?” he asked against her ear, sounding way too arrogant about his ability to seduce her, as he should since she was nearly there.

“Not even close,” she lied breathlessly.

She felt him smirk against her skin. “Hmm... then let me try a little harder.”

He kissed his way down to the swell of her cleavage, then a bit lower. His lips surrounded one peak and sucked it deeply into his mouth, while he cupped the opposite breast, using his fingers to pinch and tweak the nipple. The velvet slide of his tongue swirling around the sensitive tip, along with the graze of his teeth, had her panting for breath and nearly shaking with need.

“Still no pretty pleas falling from your lips?” he murmured, his tone laced with amusement.

Not trusting herself to speak, she shook her head, determined to hold out, if only to extend this decadent pleasure and see what he did next.

He straightened, releasing her breasts and nipple, and gave her a wicked grin. “Looks like I’m going to have to get creative.”

He turned her around so that she was facing the wall, her bare breasts pressed against the cool surface, and placed her hands flat beside her head, his no touching rule still in place. He reached around and unfastened her pants and lowered her zipper, then shamelessly pushed his hand inside her underwear. The second his fingers slid between her legs and discovered how aroused she was, he released a low, gratified groan.

He pressed his chest to her back, anchoring her there with the strength and heat of his body. “I think you’re lying,” he said, putting his mouth near her ear. “You’re absolutely soaked.”

He continued to stroke her slick pussy, alternating with deeper caresses and an occasional tug of her clit that drove her mad. Her hips started to move back and forth instinctively as she tried to fuck herself on his fingers and attempted to chase the orgasm he held just out of her reach. His other hand played with her breasts, and the solid length of his dick rubbed up against her ass every time she gyrated against him.

The whole situation was so dirty and illicit, and everything she needed. A safe space to let him take control of her body and pleasure, and her being able to let go and justfeel.

Every time she tipped close to the edge of release, he slowed things down, and she couldn’t hold back the frustrated sob that escaped her throat.

“You want to come, baby girl?” he asked, his fingers dancing across her clit once again in a light, teasing rhythm—not nearly enough pressure to get her off.

She made an inarticulate sound and nodded frantically, grinding against his hand in response.

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