“Absolutely. But right now, I have other things on my mind.”
“Oh?”
He put both hands on my waist and skimmed them up to my breasts, moving his fingers in small circles until I was panting and my chest trembled lightly. He whirled me around, ushering me to his front door.
“We need to go inside for you to put your plan into action?” I teased as he put the key in the lock.
“That’s right. We have to be indoors so I can have my fill of you.” His voice was raw and hoarse, and it turned me on to no end. He was right behind me. His chest pressed against me; his lips were almost touching my ear. “Ever since I saw you in this little dress, all I could think about was taking it off, drawing my tongue all over you until you beg for more. First, you’ll beg, then you’ll scream my name.”
“You’ll have to work for that.” I’d meant to tease him again, but my own voice was hoarse. My entire body vibrated, instantly going on high alert.
“I promise I will.”
***
Rob
“And how exactly do you plan to keep your promises?” she asked coyly, turning around. What she saw in my eyes made her jerk her head back. A crazy need to completely own her: pleasure, body, soul.
This day had started out great, and then reality just had to break in and turn it all to shit. I’d barely brought things in New York to a balance, and now they’d imploded in LA. It was a damn hamster wheel. I wasn’t complaining; I’d taken it on. I was proud to not only carry on my family’s legacy but also vastly expand it, but some days were just hard. Period.
Right now, I wanted to lose myself in Skye and forget everything else.
She seemed to realize exactly what I needed, because she pulled that dress up teasingly, revealing her ass and the red lace panties that were covering the upper part of her luscious backside.
“You’re going to kill me with all these sexy things you’re wearing.”
“Would you prefer I don’t wear anything?” She batted her eyelashes, turning around and seductively touching her inner thighs until she reached the hem of her panties.
“Want me to go commando all over New York... again?” she teased.
“Fuck no. I couldn’t work just thinking about it.” Before she could say anything else, I pushed her up my body, over my shoulder, holding her by that delicious ass.
She laughed. “What are you doing?”
“Getting you to a bed.” I wasn’t patient enough to head upstairs, so I just brought her to the guest bedroom downstairs, putting her on the bed, pressing a knee on the mattress. As she whisked her dress over her head, I lowered myself above her. “No one else gets to see you. Any part of you. Yes, I know I’m possessive as hell, but I can’t be any other way with you. It’s an instinct. A need.”
Parting her legs even wider, I touched between her thighs. She gasped when I pressed the drenched fabric against her sensitive skin. Her panties had bows on the sides, making it all too easy to open them. I pulled at each, then yanked the panties from underneath her.
I ran two fingers from her navel downward, right to her clit. She shuddered, opening up even wider. I changed my position, settling between her legs.
“Rob.”
“I want to make you come every way there is.”
“Now?”
“Yes. Now. Have anything against it?”
She shook her head. The light coming from the reading lamp was too faint, but I didn’t have it in me to move and turn on the overhead lights.
“Take off your bra,” I commanded.
She immediately obliged. Her breasts spilled out of it as I lowered my head between her thighs. I drew the tip of my nose on the inside of her right thigh, then applied the same treatment to the left one. Her sounds were completely muffled by the pillow, but her body wasn’t lying.
I alternated between pressing the flat of my tongue against her clit and drawing just the tip around in circles as she pulled at the mattress with her hands. But when she attempted to move her legs, I pressed my hands on her ankles, like cuffs. I kept them in place. Not giving her an outlet for the pleasure was only going to make her climax stronger.
When Skye pressed her ass cheeks together, contracting the muscles in them, I knew she was close. I couldn’t take it anymore. I unzipped my pants, jamming my hand inside and squeezing my cock tight. It was nothing compared to how it felt when she touched me, but I needed the pressure or I was going to blow.