Page 16 of Body Shot

“Yeah. Please . . . oh, please . . .”

“What do you want, Hayden?” I kiss her throat. “You need to be very clear.”

“I’m always clear.” Her hips roll deeper against me.

My dick throbs, begging to be inside her. “Okay, good. Tell me exactly what you want.”

Do I have a goddamn condom? Please, let me have a condom.

“Sex.”

The clinical word uttered in a breathy tone almost makes me laugh. I touch my lips to her cheek. “You want me to fuck you, gorgeous?”

“Yes. That’s what I want.”

I reach for my wallet, pull it out and drop it on the desk. With one hand I fumble in it for the condom I hope like hell is there.Yes.

“I don’t understand what’s happening,” she says.

Now my lips do quirk. I release her to rip open the packet.

“I mean I understand biology,” she continues. “You know . . . hormones.”

“Yeah.” Jesus, she really does like to analyze everything.

I lean closer so our noses are almost touching, our gazes joined. “How about we forget about hormones and just enjoy the moment, hmmm?” I brush my lips over hers.

“Uh. Sure.”

She sounds like she’s not sure she can do that. Okay, this is a challenge now. “I’m gonna make you feel good. So good you forget your own name,” I vow. “You won’t be thinking about hormones or biology. You won’t be thinking about any damn thing.”

She blinks and then to my surprise, she smiles. “Pretty confident, aren’t you?”

I give her a slow smile in response. “Why, yes. Yes, I am.”

In a series of efficient moves, I reverse our position and plant her sweet ass on the desk. I have her jeans open in no time and work the tight denim down her legs. Legs that are indeed spectacular, and not only to look at—I run my hands down their satiny length. Her shoes drop to the floor as the jeans come off and then I drop to my knees in front of her. A beige thong is all that is between my mouth and her pussy. My hands land on her inner thighs and push them wider.

She falls to her elbows on the desk, gasping. “What are you doing?”

“Just feel it. Close your eyes, baby, and let go.”

“Oh God.”

I press my open mouth to the cotton triangle, savoring her damp heat.

“Oh God!”

I nibble at her through the fabric with my lips, turn my head to kiss her inner thigh on one side, the other, then lick along the edge of her panties. Her inner thighs tighten against my hand and her belly muscles quiver. I dip my head lower again, sucking at her through her panties, wetting them more than they already were. The faint taste of her makes my head spin and my dick harden even more. Pleasure knifes through me.

I pull the panties to the side. There isn’t much of them so it’s easy to bare her to me. I study her. “So pretty,” I murmur. “Look at you, all pink and swollen.” I touch one fingertip to velvety softness.

“Ungh.”

I lick over the softest skin, so gently. A ripping sound has my head lifting. Damn. In my excitement I tugged too hard on the thong and one string separated from the triangle. “Damn. Sorry.” Then I shrug and yank the fabric away from her, tossing it aside. “Ah well, it was in the way anyway.”

I’m not sure if Hayden even noticed. She says nothing, just lets out a stream of soft breathy sounds of pleasure as I lick her again, up and down, sucking on soft flesh, then using my tongue to penetrate the petals and taste her more deeply. She cries out.

“Jesus.” I lap at her. “So goddamn juicy and sweet. Fucking addicting.”

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