Mr. Right Now (Suits & Sevens Book 2) by Isla Olsen

Author:Isla Olsen [Olsen, Isla]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Moonwalker Press
Published: 2021-06-29T16:00:00+00:00

13

Drew

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I’m not surprised in the least when Sullivan shows up at my door on Monday evening; that kiss in his bathroom has been playing on a loop in my head ever since I left his office, so if he hadn’t taken the initiative I think it would only be a matter of time before I tracked him down again.

He’s obviously come straight from rugby practice, judging by the expensive athletic wear that’s drenched in sweat and covered in mud. And he looks hot as hell.

I’m not sure when I started thinking of Sullivan Stapleton as sexy, but if I’m being really, truly honest with myself, the attraction’s probably been there, simmering underneath the surface, right from the start. Everything about him turns me on and right now all I want to do is pounce on top of him, drag him to the ground, and roll around with him until I’m covered in his sweat as well.

“I think I need a shower,” Sully says, snapping me out of my stupor. “You mind if I use your bathroom?”

A stab of disappointment hits me and I can’t help my face from forming a pout as I ask, “Do you have to?”

His brows shoot up. “You don’t want me using the bathroom?”

“No, I don’t want you to shower.”

Before he has a chance to question this, I step closer to him and reach out to tug down the collar of his t-shirt. Dropping my head, I slide my tongue over his skin, savoring the salty taste of him.

“Ahh…okay. Shit…wow,” Sullivan rambles as I go to town, licking and sucking at his sweat-slicked skin.

Needing more, I walk him backward to the sofa and push him down, tearing at his t-shirt and pulling it over his head before climbing onto his lap. I have no idea what’s possessing me to be so bold right now, just that for the first time in my life I feel like I know what I want. And what I want is to taste him. Everywhere.

I rock against him as I continue to taste his skin, tracing a path over his neck, his shoulders, down his chest. Eager moans fall from Sullivan’s lips as I make my way farther south, his hips thrusting up to drive his cock into mine. Over and over.

Growing more desperate, I slide off his lap and start tugging at his sweats. “Off. Everything off,” I growl.

“Everything?” he questions, his voice gruff.

“Everything.”

Once he’s free of his sweats and boxer briefs, I kneel on the floor in front of him and spread his legs wide, burying my head to slide my tongue over his inner thigh.

“Ahh…fuck,” Sullivan groans. “Shit, Drew…you don’t have to—”

I ignore him and continue lapping at his skin. I know I don’t have to. But he doesn’t seem to understand that I want to. Right now I feel like I’ve never wanted anything more than to taste every inch of him, including his cock.

I should be daunted by the prospect. It should freak me out.

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