Still a Bad Boy: A New Adult Romantic Suspense by Scott Ada

Author:Scott, Ada [Scott, Ada]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bad Boy Romance Press
Published: 2015-10-30T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

Kendall

Jace knelt on the floor and set the bottle and brush down next to him. He ran his hands up my thighs, my hips and my sides before squeezing and pinching my nipples as he caressed my small breasts hard enough that I gasped.

“I am going to taste every inch of you, and then I am going to fuck your brains out. You need that, don’t you, Kendall?”

I nodded, pushing my chest against him, and my nipples pressed into his palms. Jace pushed back, gentle but unstoppable, and I laid down on the bed with my feet still on the ground.

His hands slid away as my chest moved out of reach, and I felt his fingertips travel across my navel until they reached the waistband of my panties. Looking down, I could see his upper body over the horizon of the bed, broad and defined, with pure hunger in his eyes as he pulled the flimsy black material downwards.

With a push against the floor, I lifted my ass off the bed and a moment later felt the cool air on my pussy. The excitement of the Brazilian and simply being in Jace’s company would have assured me of some quality alone-time later on if I had gone home alone, but the last few minutes had put my pussy on high-alert. I knew that he could see how wet I was for him already.

“Fuck, I can’t wait to feel that tight little pussy wrapped around my cock. You’re going to be screaming my name tonight.”

“Yeah… do it…” I heard somebody whisper, using my mouth to say it.

Jace discarded my G-string in the general direction of my evening gown and then held up the paintbrush, now glistening with a thick liquid chocolate. He touched the tip of the brush to my inner thigh and I flinched away instinctively, it tickled so much.

“Stay still,” said Jace.

I did my best, but every stroke of the brush was a maddening tease. My legs quivered with anticipation as he created chocolate designs on one side and then the other, and then moved higher.

The closer he got to my pussy, the more I buried my hands in my hair and thrashed my head from side to side. I needed him, the brush, me, something, to touch my little go-button and release the tension he was building up inside me, but he pushed my hands away when I tried to solve my problem myself.

“You cum when I want you to, Kendall, not before,” he said.

The brush came tantalizingly close… and then I felt him move higher, creating little swirls on the smooth canvas that Becky had cleared for him this afternoon. I reached up for a pillow and smothered myself with it, as I screamed my frustration and the quivers from my legs started making my hips gyrate.

When I removed the pillow and looked down with desperation in my eyes, I saw some designs on my stomach that faintly mirrored the patterns on his, and the words “Property of Jace Barlow” written in chocolate ink.

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