Page 94 of Timelessly Ours

“Yes.” Oh hell, the answer will always be yes for this man.

“Thank you.” He picks up the shirt that fell on the floor and puts it over my head. “What are you doing?” I ask with a frown, sliding my arms through.

“You’re going to need it. The walls are cold.” He twists me presses me against the wall by the bed and kisses me ferociously. “How wet are you?”

“How—what?”

“Tell me how wet you are,” he repeats.

“I…don’t know,” I say, somewhat in a trance.

“Push your fingers inside your pussy and tell me.”

“Isn’t…that something you can do.”

“It will be. Later. But the first time I feel you bare, it’s going to be with my tongue.”

My mind spins. I’m delirious for this man. For everything he plans to do with me.

I sweep my hand between us. Over his magnificent torso, tracing down each perfectly cut muscle before I push my fingers inside my heat.

Holy shit, I’m so fucking wet.

But I keep my poker face on and pull them out. “Hmm.”

He gives me a naughty grin. “Give me those fingers.”

I shake my head slowly.

He lifts a brow.

I lift one right back. “You’re going to have to find out for yourself.”

His tongue shifts in his mouth and he spreads my legs before kneeling in front of me. “Fine.”

I tremble as he kisses my inner thigh. Softly, tenderly, smoothly until he gets closer and closer. I clench and he grips under my ass.

He lifts his face to me. “You’re beautiful.”

Then he pauses. Like he’s giving me a minute to adjust to the invasion.

I run my fingers into his hair, gazing back at him as I live through the most erotic and heart-melting moment of my life.

I breathe out and offer a quick nod.

I yelp as he jerks my legs over his shoulders and lifts me, positioning his face at my entrance.

Jolts of pleasure shoot through my body and I feel like I can come just from his hot breath on me.

“Oh fuck.”

He gazes at me with fire and hunger before he twists his head and kisses along my inner thigh on both sides. Teasing me with his sexy stubbled jaw around where I want him the most.

I gasp when his tongue finds my clit. It’s followed by a not-very nanny-like moan coming from my boss's bedroom.

I arch my back against the wall as he devours me, lacing my fingers into his hair reverently. My moans and whimpers grow louder with each thrust of his long, skillful tongue.

Pleasure radiates through my bones and my entire body singes when he sucks on my clit. I cry out, coming hard against his mouth.

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