Page 10 of Solid Ground

He takes my champagne flute from me and places it on the coffee table, along with his own.

My heart thuds.

He turns back, the desire in his eyes making my throat tighten.

I want him, and he wants me. That much is obvious. Should I be doing this while my friend’s sleeping off the booze downstairs? Probably not. But she’s safe where she is, and it’s been forever since I’ve had sex.

“You’re so gorgeous,” he whispers. “I wanted you the minute I saw you.”

His lips crash down onto mine, and I’m done.

My first one-night stand is coming right up. I know that’s all it’ll ever be—that’s the kind of thing a man like him does. And even though it’s not what I usually do, I’m about to break every rule in my book for him.

He rests his hand just below my breast as he kisses me again, and I place my fingers over his and slide it up until he’s cupping me just below my nipple.

“Are you sure?” he asks.

“I want you.” I’m breathless. “I’ve never had a one-night stand, and I’m sure that’s all you want, but I’m ready.”

He squeezes my breast in response before kissing me again. I close my eyes, losing myself in the kiss of a man who knows what to do with his tongue.

That thought excites me even more.

The things this man can do with my body …

He runs his tongue up the side of my neck before nibbling on my earlobe. My eyelids flutter.

“I want to taste every single inch of you,” he murmurs.

I lean back while he drops to the floor in front of me. This time, he finds a small hole in my pantyhose. He tears the crotch open, and the cooler air of the room flows through

His dark eyes meet mine, and I grip the couch, willing him to make his next move.

After sliding my panties to the side, he pushes a finger inside me, never breaking eye contact. He inserts another finger and then slowly pumps them in and out of me before leaning over and placing a soft kiss on my thigh.

“I can smell your pussy, Zoe. I want to taste it so badly. How many times do you think I can make you come?”

“I don’t know.” I whimper.

He pushes his head up my dress until he places a kiss right next to my pussy. I shuffle forward in the hopes he’ll touch my clit. He chuckles, his hot breath on my sensitive core makes me moan.

“So impatient,” he murmurs.

“I only have one night.”

He kisses my thigh again, and then raises his head to grin at me. “It’s still early. We have plenty of time.”

Sliding my panties farther to one side, he pumps his fingers again before lowering his mouth to my clit. The touch of his tongue leaves me panting.

He slides his fingers out and raises them to his mouth. I can’t take my eyes off him as he swirls his tongue around the tips before sucking on them. “You taste as good as you smell.”

Standing, he holds out his hand.

I giggle, taking it, and he helps me up and into his arms.

“Bedroom?” he asks.

“Yes, please. I think I can walk.”

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