Page 34 of Stuck with Me

“I think I’ll like it better when you’re fully naked.”

She rolls her eyes, but says, “Gonna need some help with my clasp.” She gathers her hair and spins around in front of me so painstakingly slow, that I realize I’m holding my breath.

I’m gifted with the glorious view of her bare ass. Two round, plump cheeks. So tempting, I want to take a bite.

Dragging my focus up her back, I reach for the hook of her bra and when my fingers make contact with her skin, she shivers. I take my time with the clasp and admire the array of freckles on her back and the way her shoulders lift shakily each time she sucks in a breath.

“Whatcha doing back there, cowboy? You never unhooked a girl’s bra before?” she quips.

“If we’re only doing this once, I’m gonna take my time and memorize you.”

She glances over her shoulder at me when she says, “There’s noif. This is it.”

“Right. So just be patient and shut the hell up.”

Rosie straightens. “Don’t push your fucking luck, Moretti.”

I motion with my finger for her to twirl back around. When she does, I close my eyes and exhale a shaky breath. I’m never not a gentleman. Not even when it comes to sex. But it seems Rosie is bringing this dominance out of me. Her red lips. Her dirty mouth. Her sexy body.

I take in one last purposeful look at her and hope my brain has taken a mental picture that will last. That I can summon in the future when my dick is hard, and I need to relieve it and Rosie is in my rear-view. When all of this is over and I’m back home, and finally getting on with my fucking life.

Unlatching the clasp on her bra, I rest my hands on her back and slip them through the straps, shoving them over her shoulders. She lets the bra fall off her arms and as much as I’m tempted to spin her around so I can catch a view of her breasts, I need her thong off too.

Crouching behind her, I don’t tear my attention away from her bare ass. Her two perfectly round cheeks are only inches away from my face. I could lean in and take that bite now. And something tells me, Rosie wouldn’t only let me, she’d fucking like it. Get off on it even.

But I resist—for now.

I hook my thumbs in both sides of the waistband of her panties at her hips and tug. Once they reach her ankles, she steps out, one foot at a time. As I stand back up slowly, I skim my palms up her legs. Moving from her calves to the back of her thighs and gliding them up her smooth ass. She shivers at my touch, and the power I have in my hands alone does something animalistic in me.

I squeeze her hip and spin her around so she’s finally facing me. The sight of her standing before me naked nearly knocks me on my ass. I take an unplanned step backward. The air in the room goes instantly thin and I gulp in a breath like it’s been several minutes without oxygen. Saliva pools in my mouth at the sight of her delicate pussy. Right there, so close, begging to be admired. Devoured.

“Ahh fucking hell,” I groan, rubbing a palm down my eyes.

She huffs out a laugh.

My good manners and my patience disappear. I press my body against hers and grab her chin, lifting it until her mouth reaches mine. Our lips crash together and electricity sparks. I slip my tongue between her parted lips and swallow her moans. Each one is like an offering from her, a gift, and it makes me crazed. I slide my hands down her back until they reach her ass and I lift her, setting her down on the countertop. She hisses as her bare skin touches the cool surface.

I press my lips to her collarbone, inhaling her heady scent. She smells sweet and earthy all at once. And my head goes dizzy as my senses overload. I drag my nose up her neck and plant a row of kisses on my way back down to her collarbone.

Pulling back, I position myself between her legs and rest my palms on the inside of her thighs, spreading them open.

“This is crazy right?” I breathe out.

“Definitely.” Her eyes darken and she raises her brows suggestively. “Second thoughts?”

“Not a chance in hell.”

She smirks. “Good.”

“I need to know if you’ve wanted me as bad as I’ve wanted you. I need to see how wet you are.”

“Be my guest,” she says, amusement in her airy tone.

I dip my finger inside her and find her pussy already slick. My groan is gravelly. “Shit, Kit-Kat, you’re already soaked for me.”

My cock stiffens when I glance down and find her glistening. Saliva pools in my mouth and I’m craving a taste of the delicacy on display before me. She’s like a tempting meal being served up just for me and I’m ready to devour her.

“You’re gorgeous,” I compliment as I set my thumb to her clit and she sucks in a breath. “Tell me, Kit-Kat, what do you want?”

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