Page 53 of Mr. February

“Don’t youdarestop,“ she said in a fierce voice. “You wanted to show me how much better geeks do it? Show me. But you’dbetter bring your A game if you think you can do better than my toys.”

Shots fired. Wade chuckled to himself as he leaned forward to take her up on her offer. Seconds before he sucked a dusty rose-colored nipple into his mouth, he responded with, “Challenge accepted.”

He teased her nipple with his tongue. Wade stilled his hand but kept his fingers in her creamy pussy. He drooled at the thought of her coming on his tongue, but she seemed too skittish to relax enough for that. For now.

She was already halfway to a huge orgasm if he had to guess. Her body responded deliciously to everything he did.

The tip of his tongue swirled around her right nipple, and she arched her back, pressing her full breast closer. A groan rumbled up through his throat. He’d never been so tempted by a woman, but she challenged him at every turn. Coming in his pants seemed more likely by the minute.

He teased her, tracing circles around her nipple. Wade slid his left hand up her torso until it rested below her left breast. His tongue lapped at her nipple, and then he drew back to blow on it. She sucked in a breath when the heat from his mouth hit the trail of saliva he made with his tongue.

His hand pressed and molded her breast at the same time his mouth closed over her other nipple. Jenny squeaked and squirmed as he suckled on one breast and kneaded the other.

“Oh my, God. Yes, that’s amazing,” she panted. “I love what you’re doing.”

Wade bit down gently on the nipple in his mouth, and Jenny gasped and she jerked in shock. He trained his eyes on her face and did it again. She froze, but moisture flooded the fingers between her legs.

Wade stopped, uncertain, and she tugged on his hair.

“Don’t stop, please,” she begged.

“Are you sure? We don’t have to do anything you don’t like.”

“No, I like it! So much.”

“You don’t have to pretend for my benefit—“

“Oh God, this is so embarrassing.”

Jenny closed her eyes, her expression a study in misery.

Wade pressed a reassuring kiss to the top of each of her breasts.

“Talk to me, baby. What’s going on with you?”

“I like it. A lot,” she mumbled behind her hands. “I’ve always been... curious about doing certain things, but it wasn’t appropriate.”

Wade’s mind whirred with questions.

“Things like biting?” he asked carefully.

He kept the incredulity from his voice. Biting was the tamest thing he could think of, yet she reacted like it was taboo.

“Yes,” she said in a strained voice. “I always thought it sounded hot, but I didn’t know I’d like it so much. I’m sorry; I’ll try to be quieter next time.”

“You can be as loud as you want, but let’s talk some more about the biting. Do you mean like what I did, or something else?”

“Um, some of that, but also on my neck, I guess. I don’t know how to explain it. When I’ve asked before, it was always met with derision or confusion. One boyfriend thought I wanted him to bite me like a vampire, but it’s not like that.”

Wade couldn’t help the chuckle that escaped, but Jenny rolled her eyes. The tension in her body eased, though, and that made him happy.

“It’s in porn sometimes, so I don’t know why it was so confusing,” she said.

“Guys like that are only focused on what gets them off.”

Jenny laughed again, but she avoided his eyes.

“I’m sorry I’m making such a mess of this. You must think I’m the biggest goose—“

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