Rum and Notes (Love After Midnight Book 1) by Elise Faber

Author:Elise Faber [Faber, Elise]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781946140616
Publisher: Elise Faber
Published: 2020-03-14T18:30:00+00:00

Thirteen

Kace

I stared down at Brooke, unable to believe the words that just came out of her pretty, little mouth.

Though, she hadn’t been showing me much shy over the last few days. I’d seen the fire underneath that armor, had felt the heat of her lips and body against mine. And I’d read some of her books. Shy might be the surface, but shy wasn’t what was inside.

“Babe,” I murmured.

She nibbled on the corner of her mouth again, and I felt that flash of teeth along my cock.

“Babe.”

A warning this time. A reminder of what that did to me.

Her lip slid free, glistening slightly, and fuck that was just as bad.

“Look at me.”

Emerald eyes rose to meet mine, and the heat in them was palpable. She wanted my mouth on her. I wanted that, too. Fuck yes, I did. I’d just needed to see the confirmation in her face, didn’t want to jump too fast when we were just getting started—

Her cheeks flushed red, and those pretty eyes started to turn away.

Yeah, that wasn’t happening.

I pushed the bowl of blueberries to the side, shoved the pathetic excuse for shorts she was wearing down, and plunked her onto the edge of the counter.

She gasped, probably from the cold of the tile hitting her ass, but I didn’t give her time to focus on that. I dropped to my knees, yanked her shorts the rest of the way off, and shoved myself between her thighs. Then I spread her wide and dove into her pussy.

Normally, I’d go slow, trying to learn every single thing she liked, every spot that made her squirm and moan, but consciously aware of it or not, we’d both had six months of foreplay. Which meant she was dripping wet and the first touch of my tongue against her clit made her scream, grip my head with both hands, and start riding my mouth.

So there wasn’t time for tricks or finesse or fancy techniques.

I firmed my tongue, kept it moving, and let her do her thing.

And she did it incredibly well, finding a rhythm that I matched, savoring the sweetness of her against my tongue, thinking that my woman fucking my face was the hottest experience of my life.

Her hands tightened in my hair and she let out a keening moan, but her motions started to falter, so I took over. She was hovering on the edge, and I gripped her hips, moved closer, flicking my tongue harder and faster until her head fell forward, and she stiffened, another moan escaping her lips, but this was one of release instead of desperation.

I guided her down, easing up on her clit, slowing my movements until she went limp.

Carefully, I untangled her fingers and reached for her shorts, slipping them over her ankles then lifting her off the counter to tug them up and over her hips.

“Thanks,” she murmured, forehead dropping to my chest.

“For the orgasm or the shorts?”

A huff of laughter. “You’re a troublemaker, aren’t you?”

I grinned. “Only in my day job.

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