“Um, I mean, do you? What is it?”
“Does someone need to come?” he murmured, reaching for her pants and tugging them down over her hips and legs.
“Yeah, I think someone does.” She glanced down at his thick erection. “Want me to . . .”
He brushed aside her hands gently. “Not yet. You’ve had your fun. It’s my turn. Sit up.”
He held out his hands and she slipped hers into them. Then he drew her up and whipped off her tracksuit top, then her T-shirt. She didn’t have a bra on.
Gray cupped one breast, then lowered his mouth to suck on her nipple. He ran his tongue over the hard bud, flicking at it. She gasped, leaning back on her hands to hold herself up as he moved to her other nipple.
“Your breasts are beautiful.”
“Really?” she asked. Whoops. She hadn’t meant to sound so skeptical.
“Really,” he replied firmly. “Just like the rest of you.” He cupped her face between his hands and kissed her until her head spun.
“Lay back, girl.”
She obeyed and he started moving his way down her body with his tongue. Another kiss had her feeling drugged. There was a haze of arousal surrounding her.
He kissed each of her nipples, grazing them with his teeth, then soothing them with his tongue. She was so wet and her clit was throbbing. She tried to push her thighs together, but his legs were in the way.
“Please. Please,” she begged.
“Are your panties wet?” he asked. “Are you ready for my cock?”
Oh, yes. She was more than ready for that. She could think of little else this week but him fucking her.
“Yes, yes, they’re wet. And I’m more than ready for your cock.”
“Well, that’s too bad since you’re not getting it right now.”
“What? Nooo. Your tongue, though? I get your tongue, right?” She didn’t think she would survive otherwise.
“Maybe. Eventually.”
Maybe? Eventually? What was this crap she was hearing?
“What?” she asked, sitting up to glare at him.
He gave her a firm look back. “Lie down. What did I tell you to do before? After you sucked my cock?”
Nope.
She wasn’t going to say it.
“What did I ask you for, Maeve?”
“I can’t say it.”
“Why not? You don’t usually have a problem saying what you want.”
“Yes, but that’s different . . .”
He just stared at her. It was obvious that he was going to wait until she gave him what he wanted.
“You said for me to sit on your face.” Which she was totally not doing.