Page 51 of Mr. February

When she bunched her dress up around her waist, he almost suggested she remove it. Then he’d finally have a clear look at those mouth-watering tits. But he thought she might feel more secure with some clothes on, so he kept it to himself.

When he finally focused on her naked pussy, he sucked in a breath. He stole glimpses as he helped remove her underwear, but that was nothing compared to the final reveal. She glistened with excitement, her pussy pink and puffy. He took another whiff and groaned at the scent of her arousal.

“Oh, wait,” her eyes flew open, and his heart stuttered.

“My phone is in my pocket,” she said with an embarrassed smile as she pulled it out the pocket of her sweater dress.

“That gives me a great idea. Can you bring up that book you were reading the other day?”

“You mean...?”

“That smutty book you played in the car? Yes, that book.”

“Why?” she asked, wary now.

“I thought it’d be fun if you read to me.”

“But aren’t we, you know, getting busy?”

Embarrassment colored her voice, but she bravely met his gaze head on.

Take it slow. Don’t profess your adoration already, you idiot, he reminded himself.Just because she’s perfect and adorable doesn’t mean she’s ready for more.

“Yes. Now pull up your book and read to me.”

“Out loud?” she asked with a squeak.

His response was a wolfish grin as he kissed up the inside of her calf. He nipped her with his teeth, and she jumped.

Jenny let out a startled squeal, and he gentled his touch. He didn’t want to scare her off already. She was as skittish as a virgin, and he needed to slow down. The book was a brilliant bit of inspiration.

“Find your place yet?” he asked as his fingertips crept up her thighs.

She shook her head, and he smiled.

“I’ll stop distracting you. Did you find your spot already, sweetheart?” Wade asked with a smile.

“What? Uh, no.”

Wade swelled with pride that he could fluster this gorgeous creature. As she navigated her phone, his fingers were busy stroking every inch of bare skin he could reach.

“I found it,” she said.

“Good girl.”

“What did you want the book for?” she asked in a breathy voice.

“Read to me. Pick a spicy part and read it out loud.”

“But—“

Her voice broke off in a shriek when he sank down on the floor at her feet. Wade tugged on her calves and pulled her towards the edge of the couch. She gasped when he draped one of her legs over his shoulder again.

“You don’t have to do that.”

“Oh, yes, I do. Believe me, there’s almost nothing I want more. But I don’t want to do something that makes you uncomfortable.”

She looked uncertain, and he guessed her anxiety was rearing its head again.

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