You Might Just Get Burned by Shamara Ray

Author:Shamara Ray
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Strebor Books

CHAPTER 35

Avery

The radio was on softly in the car and Indiya hummed along to almost every song that played. We hadn’t said much since leaving Kev. I didn’t know what she was thinking about, but I couldn’t wait to get her home. Her head was turned toward the passenger side window. I squeezed her knee to make sure she was still awake.

She looked at me and sighed. “Why don’t you want to go back to D.C.? Does it have to do with a woman?”

“What?”

“Is the reason you don’t want to go home because of a woman?”

“No, Indiya,” I snapped. “D.C. is not my home.”

“Sorry I asked.”

I took her hand in mine and brought it to my lips. I didn’t mean to bark at her. Her questions, always direct, could push my buttons at times.

“When we get back to the house, I want you to go straight to the bedroom and take off everything except the heels.” She offered no response. “I apologize for snapping at you.”

She lifted my hand to her lips, placing a delicate kiss across my knuckles.

We cruised to Brookville, hands intertwined. I pulled into my driveway and turned off the car. “Give me those luscious lips.” I received a measly peck. It was obvious I had some warming up to do. “Bedroom. Nothing but heels.”

We went inside the house. I loitered near the living room, taking my time to remove my shoes. I wanted to see whether Indiya was mad at me or if she was going to the bedroom to get naked. She set off down the hallway to my room. I waited in the living room for a few minutes before following behind her.

The door was closed. I turned the knob and stepped inside. Close enough. G-string and heels. She was standing at the foot of the bed, legs crossed at the ankles, one hand on her hip, loose curls pulled to one side and cascading over her shoulder with tendrils framing one of her breasts. Those breasts—nipples erect and waiting to be tasted.

I was unbuttoning my jacket while poring over every inch of her body. “No panties.”

Indiya slid her panties over her ass, let them drop to the floor, and stepped out of them.

I unzipped my pants and my dick was already protruding from my boxers. I swiftly removed my clothes and advanced on her. “Stand in front of the mirror.”

With a slow stroll, she walked over to the decorative floor mirror. Her body was perfectly framed in the high, arched mirror. I came up behind her and pressed my chest against her back. She bumped her ass back into me, rubbing herself against my erection. I bowed my head and kissed the side of her neck, watching us in the mirror at the same time. Her eyes fluttered.

My lips traveled down to her shoulder. I nibbled on her and she leaned her head against mine. When I reached my hand around to stroke her kitty, she purred for me, then gave me a wicked smile that turned me on even more.

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