Page 81 of Just This Once

“Here.” Taking hold of my wrist, he lowered our hands, down and down some more, until he used my own knuckles to brush against the front of my jean shorts, right over my pubic bone.

When I threw my head back against the wall and squirmed, mumbling incoherently in surprise, his lips twitched with approval.

“Because of that right there,” he assured me. “Your pussy’s just starving for the right cock to clamp itself around and milk a climax from. All it needs is the proper preparation and care, and then I promise you, it’ll sing the sweetest fucking song you ever heard.”

Wholly invested, I looked into his eyes. “And what would thisproper carelook like?”

Parker sent me a cocky smirk as he lowered his mouth to my ear and whispered, “Let me show you.”

I looked up into his eyes and felt myself go wet, even as I shook my head, fighting it. “Parker, I’m not?—”

He shut me up when he cupped my face in both hands and forced me to keep looking him dead in the eye. “Yes, you are. Now let me win this one. It’s my turn to win an argument.”

I scoffed. “We do not take turns?—”

“Then we really should because you win more than your fair share. It’d be extremely considerate of you to let me have a few. It’s healthy for your ego to lose sometimes.”

I blurted out a hard laugh. “You are so full of shit right now.”

“I don’t fucking care,” he shot back as he leaned his face right up near mine. “I’m still winning this round.”

And then his lips nipped at mine.

A muffled sound of surprise fluttered from my throat before it turned into a moan as his hands slid from my cheeks and around to the back of my head so he could kiss me fully. His soft lips parted before an insistent tongue plunged between my teeth.

“Mmm.” I arched, my chest instinctively seeking his solid mass so I could relieve some of the straining pressure in my breasts. A second later, I clutched his shoulders and rose onto my toes to kiss him back fully.

Parker tore the ponytail holder from my hair and grabbed a handful to pull my head back with masterful precision.

My mouth was ripped from his as he forced my chin up, and my lips parted whilehistraveled their way down my jaw and then my throat, licking and nipping at tender flesh as he descended.

“Right now,” he repeated.

And I melted. “Okay.”

Chuckling smugly, he tugged at the neckline of the T-shirt I wore with his teeth as if impatient to get it off me. One of his hands strayed from my hair to cup my waist, where it found its way under my shirt so his warm fingers could clutch bare flesh.

I shuddered and surged higher up the wall as I tightened my grip on him.

Overwhelmed by the flood of sensations, I just hung there suspended, feeling him everywhere, all at once, as he possessed me.

He gripped my ass and lifted me another few inches, his fingers plowing under my shorts and squeezing bare skin. I wound my legs around his lean hips, holding him to me as he buried his face in the nook of my neck and ground his hips into mine.

“Oh my God,” I gasped, catching handfuls of his messy hair and arching my head back. “Parker.”

He began to kiss his way back up the side of my throat as the rest of his body held me captive against the wall, the bulge in his jeans pushing hard against the apex of my thighs.

Reaching my jaw, he turned tender and nuzzled against my cheek, tracing the side of my face with his nose as he murmured in amazement, “Damn, your skin is soft.”

I managed to roll my head along the wall and turn his way. He looked drugged with pleasure, so I smiled, and he exhaled roughly before setting his forehead to mine and closing his eyes.

Holding me that way, he rocked his hips against mine and admitted, “I’m glad this is happening.”

“Yeah,” I had to agree, my eyes sliding closed as well.

His face shifted. Our lips didn’t meet for a kiss, but we breathed into each other’s mouths for a moment, enjoying the lock of our bodies, before he groaned a hungry sound and pressed his mouth back to mine.

With fevered strokes, he let go of my bottom, keeping me pinned with his hips and thighs so he could capture my face with his hands again and hold me steady as he dove deeper into the kiss.

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