Page 54 of The Jellybean Dilemma

Doubt swirled in me, but I didn’t stop him. He pulled aside the edge of my panties, and one knuckle brushed against my clit. Sparks danced through me, my thighs tightening around his hand.

His breath hitched. “Do you like this?”

I nodded, not trusting myself to speak as he glided between my slick folds.

“I like it too, Jellybean. I’ve been dying to touch you since…well, for a while now.” His eyelids lowered, voice husky as my grip on his arm tightened. “As long as you enjoy it, then the rest doesn’t matter.”

He stroked me just right, and I bit back a moan before I whispered haltingly, “But what if I don’t…?”

His lips brushed my cheek. “Then we do it again until you do. I’m a patient man. And I’m willing to figure out what makes my Jellybean tick.”

Those words echoed in my head. His Jellybean. The claim followed by one of his fingers slipping into my pussy had me gripping the edge of his jacket with a tight fist. It was a wonder I didn’t shatter on the spot.

I kept my lips clamped together and my face buried in Greg’s shoulder to muffle the sounds of my pleasure as he established a perfect rhythm. His finger eased in and out of me while his palm brushed my swollen clit in a tantalizing dance of friction. The rest of the drive was like that, a mixture of torturous words and movements that stoked a fire inside me. I could hardly sit still by the time we pulled into the driveway, and I was thankful we were dropped off first.

He removed his fingers. “I can’t wait to taste you, Jellybean. I want to fuck you with my mouth. I bet you taste so sweet.”

“Greg,” I whimpered.

“We just have to make it upstairs.”

It was torture not to run. I made it into our suite, turning around to wait for Greg. Desperate for him.

He kicked the door shut. “Just tell me what you want, Jellybean.”

The words tumbled out of my mouth, the heat between us burning away any remnants of hesitation. “Kiss me.”

His lips met mine hungrily as he dipped, gripping the backs of my thighs to haul me against him. I wrapped my legs around him. Desire coiled low in my abdomen, and every step he took pressed his eager length against my needy clit. He kept one hand on my ass, but his other roamed freely, up my thigh, skating my ribs, brushing my breast.

When we reached the couch, he lay me down and lowered himself on top of me.

“Take my dress off.” I lifted my arms, and he pulled the fabric over my head, flinging it across the room. I hadn’t worn a bra, and the cool air tightened my nipples instantly.

He sucked in a breath at the sight. Of me. “Damn, you are exquisite.” He didn’t move, though, waiting for my next command.

Power is a heady feeling. “Taste me.” With one finger, I circled my already aching nipple.

Greg didn’t need to be asked twice. His mouth covered my sensitive peak, sucking gently at first. When I moaned, he sucked harder, and a thrill burst through me. His fingers cupped my other breast, brushing my other nipple. I arched into him. Then he switched sides, lavishing his attention on the other. He came back up to cover my mouth with his, pressing his hard cock against my desperate clit.

Needing more, I decided to play a little dirty. “Ow.”

He froze, then moved off me. “Are you okay?”

Shaking my head, I pouted, “I’m hurt. You should kiss it and make it better.”

His forehead crinkled. “Where are you hurt?”

I trailed one finger down between my breasts over my damp panties to rest between my legs. “Here.” I bit my lip, wondering how he’d react. I remembered what he said about tasting me, but saying and acting were two different things.

He hesitated. “Are you sure, Rhonda?”

My heartbeat quickened at his concern for me, and I knew what he was confirming. That he didn’t want to go too fast and overwhelm me again. I nodded. “I’m sure.”

A smirk appeared as he ran his hands down my hips to my panties. “Then these have got to go.”

Chapter Sixteen

He dragged my panties off, and I was naked before him, except for my heels. There was no ice this time, only delicious, intense heat, and I couldn’t get enough of it.

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