“We’re going to,” I say, leaving her standing in the living room while I pour each of us three fingers of scotch. She’ll thank me for the drink in a few seconds.
I hand her a glass and head straight for the couch in the living room. Sitting down, I take a sip of my drink, rest my elbows on my parted knees, and look at Shae.
“Did you mean what you said earlier?”
“That I’m yours and you have nothing to worry about?”
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I nod, and so does she. “Yes. I meant every word.”
Good. “Show me.”
She gives me a look. “Excuse me?”
“I want you to show me how much you want me.”
Lifting a brow, she watches me, clearly seeking guidance, and I’m reminded that she’s likely never done this before.
“Strip.”
She takes a long, slow sip of her scotch, sets the glass down, and peels off her shirt, tossing it on the floor. My cock grows hard at the sight of her black lace bra, and I wonder if she’s wearing matching panties.
I don’t have to wonder for long because she toes off her sandals and her skirt is the next to go, falling in a pile on the floor.
I knew it. Matching panties. Hooking a finger in the sides of her underwear, she slips them over her hips, kicks them to the side, and then reaches for the front clasp of her bra.
With her eyes on mine, she flicks the clasp. The material falls away, leaving me with the most mouthwatering view. Shae’s tits look lush and full, her dusky nipples already puckered tight. Tilting my head back, I down the rest of the amber liquid and place the empty glass on the table. Reclining against the couch, I adjust my erection as my gaze travels over her naked body.
She squirms, rubbing her thighs together. “Now what?”
My heart hammers inside my chest, need pulsing through my veins as my cock grows larger, ready to be inside of her. I can’t believe I’m about to fucking do this. Before I can change my mind, I rest my arms against the back of the couch and say, “Now you take what you want. Show me, Shae. I need the actions more than I need the words.”
Her lips part, her heavy eyes blink twice, and then my angel is floating across the floor. She stops in front of me, drops to her knees, and with extreme gentleness, she pulls off my shoes and socks, setting them aside. Calm fingers reach for my pants, flicking the button. The sound of my zipper coming down echoes through the quiet room.
“Lift your hips.”
Oh, fuck me. “So demanding.” Not one to disobey a beautiful, naked woman, I lift my hips, allowing her to pull off my pants. My cock springs free, and her eyes dart to mine, but she doesn’t ask why I was commando. She simply wraps her delicate fingers around the base of my cock and gives a long, gentle stroke.
“Too fuckin’ slow,” I groan, putting my hand over hers to show her the speed I prefer, but Shae pulls back. I’m seconds away from issuing a warning when she runs her hands under my shirt.
“You told me to take what I want, to show you how much I want you, so let me,” she says, pushing my shirt up and over my head. “Let me do this.” Her warm lips land on my stomach, trailing to my hip, and I watch as her tongue darts out, licking a drop of precum from the tip of my cock.
“You’re going to kill me, aren’t you?”
She blinks up at me, a grin tilting that delicious mouth, and my heart skips a beat. This girl does things to me. Things I can’t describe, much less comprehend. All I know is I’m powerless against her, and fuck me, I want to give her the reins, let her take control this time, but that’s something I’ve never done.
“Let me,” she says, sinking her mouth over my cock.
I immediately lose whatever power I held, and I have no other choice than to sit back and enjoy the fucking ride.
Shae must sense the shift between us, because she reaches for my cock, pumping it hard and fast, sucking and licking. I tangle my fingers in her hair, refraining from taking control and watching as she fucks my cock with her mouth.
The head hits the back of her throat and she swallows, sucking it farther down.
“Oh, fuck,” I hiss, my hips bucking, searching for more. Then she pulls back, and it takes every ounce of control I have not to slam her head back down and demand she finish the fucking job.
“I don’t want you to come in my mouth.” With her hands on my knees she pushes herself off the floor and climbs into my lap. With a knee on either side of my hips, she straddles me. My cock is seated between us, throbbing and glistening from her mouth. “I want you inside of me when you let you go,” she says, softly, running her hands up my chest.