Hooked On You by Amelia Wilde

Hooked On You by Amelia Wilde

Author:Amelia Wilde [Wilde, Amelia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-04-24T16:00:00+00:00


11

Driver

Inside the bedroom, with the door closed tight and the lock flipped, Holiday strips off her clothes and dives onto the bed like it’s her only safe haven. Her cheeks are still red, gray eyes wide, but she’s not looking at me like she’s waiting for me to fight with her.

She’s looking at me like she’s ready.

Her lips are slightly parted and she watches with rapt attention as I tug my t-shirt over my head and drop it to the floor. T-shirt, then the shorts. I hook my thumbs into my boxers. “How much do you want this?”

She pouts up at me. “This isn’t a good time to tease me about my needs, Driver.”

“A minute ago, you were on the verge of a nervous breakdown.”

“Yeah. And then you reminded me that your body is my favorite thing in the world.” Her voice is low and sultry and with any other woman, at any other point in my life, I’d have called it a day. Only with Holiday, it makes sense. “Your personal feelings toward me don’t affect how I feel about your abs.” She says it so seriously that I can’t help but laugh.

“I know what you mean. Lay down.”

“No. I want to see the boxers come off.”

I shove them down off my hips and step out of them.

Holiday nods. “Just as I suspected.”

“You are the worst.” I clamber onto the bed and press my lips to the side of her neck, drinking in the sigh she exhales. “Just the worst.”

“I know,” she whispers. “Give me the abs, Driver.”

“No.”

Her eyes fly open, and she stares at me from inches away. “What?”

“You need more than abs.” I tilt her back onto the bed until her head is on her pillow, and then, because I am a gentleman, I work my way down in increments of lingering kisses. Holiday rests her hands on my head, putting no pressure there, just running her fingers through my hair and following along as I map out a path between her breasts and down over the hard ridges of her ribs, covered in her soft skin. When I reach her hips, she bucks up toward me. “Oh, I don’t think so,” I warn. “People who keep secrets don’t get to be in charge.”

“I am in charge, though,” she murmurs. “In here, I’m in charge.”

“You’re going to have to give up that fantasy for the moment.”

“Why—oh.”

I’ve moved down between her legs and spread her thighs open wide to reveal the perfection that is her pussy. The pouting lips are creamy, tinged with pink, and she’s ready for me. I test that theory with one long lick between her legs.

Sweetness.

It’s so sweet, even though so much about this day has been jarring and more than a little bitter.

“This is so bad,” she whispers, her hips shuddering against the bed. “It’s bad.”

“You’re delicious.” I only surface long enough to tell her that, then I’m back down between her legs, opening her further with every stroke of my tongue.

“I shouldn’t fall for this.



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