Page 54 of Novel Problems

George pulled back for a second, her dark eyes glancing behind me.

“Is everything okay?” I asked.

She grinned, pulling me back into her. “Yes, I was just thinking it would be hot if you sat up there”—she nodded at the kitchen counter—“but as much as I’d love to be one of those buff romance novel love interests who can effortlessly lift you onto the countertop, I think I’d need to significantly amp up my gym routine before I’m up to the challenge.”

I laughed.That would be hot.I stepped back, placing each hand on the counter behind me. “I think if you give me a boost, I’ll be able to get up.”

George placed her hands around my hips and lifted as I pushed up.

“There! Not as graceful as in a romance novel, but it still had the required effect!” I said, smiling down at George, who was now an inch or two shorter than me. This position gave me a distractingly excellent view of her cleavage.

She stepped in between my legs, wrapped her arms around my waist, and we continued kissing. My hands roamed over her shoulders and upper back, finally getting to explore the part of her body I’d been lusting after for some time. I ran my fingers through her short hair, gently tugging it, and George moaned again.

“Can I?” George murmured, reaching around me so her hands were on the clasp of my bra.

“Yes,” I said, biting my lip.

George unclipped my bra and flinging it off. Her gaze lingered on my breasts before she pulled her bra over herhead and stepped back between my legs, giving me another intense kiss.

“Is there anywhere you don’t like to be touched?” I asked, taking the opportunity to admire George’s round, firm-looking breasts and her dark-mauve nipples. My hands itched to caress them.

“No. You?” George rasped.

“No,” I said, moving my hands down to cup her breasts, reveling in their heaviness. I bit my lip as I traced my fingers over her pebbled areolae and circled them around her nipples.

George trailed her hot mouth down my neck, making me giddy with need.

“Fuck,” I whimpered.

George kept going until her mouth was on one of my nipples. I groaned with pleasure as she circled her tongue around it and then sucked it gently. I grasped her hair with my fingers as she moved to my other breast, giving it the same treatment.

My entire body vibrated with desire. While George continued her attention on my breasts, her hand glided down and unbuttoned my shorts. Her fingers slipped in between my shorts and my panties and I tightened my grip on her hair.

“Mmmm, you’re so wet,” George rasped.

She circled her fingers around my clit, her mouth still on my breasts, and all my nerve endings started firing at full speed.

“That feels incredible,” I said, tugging her hair with more force than I’d intended as my arousal skyrocketed to intergalactic levels. George moaned again.

George’s fingers slipped under the top ofmy panties and then paused as she looked up at me, eyebrows raised in a silent question.

I nodded, biting my lip, and George dipped her fingers farther into my wetness and then back to my clit. The direct contact sent my whole body trembling. To steady myself, I moved my left hand to the counter. George kept going, increasing the speed and pressure of her fingers circling my clit and sucking harder on my right nipple.

Time lost all meaning as pleasure took hold, and then suddenly, I was leaning back on both hands to support my body as an intense orgasm rushed through me, making me arch my back and cry out in pleasure.

As the aftershocks subsided, I leaned forward, placing a hand on each of George’s pink cheeks. She looked up at me, flushed and smiling, and my heart leaped.Damn. I really like this woman. A lot.

“That. Was. Amazing,” I said, my breath still ragged as I gazed down at her. “Now, can you help me down so I can, um…do things to you?” Not the smoothest proposition, but with George, I was comfortable not being completely smooth.

George grinned, raising an eyebrow. “Do things to me? What sort of things?”

“Help me down, and you’ll find out,” I replied, a teasing tone to my voice.

George wrapped her hands around my waist and helped lower me to the floor.

I leaned in for another kiss, caressing George’s upper body, enjoying the extra reach I had now that I was back on solid ground. “Since I’m shorter than you, I don’t think you on the counter is going to work. Are you okay with the bed?”

George nodded, grinning, and I grabbed her hand andtugged her toward the bedroom. Max got off the bed as soon as we entered, wisely making a quick exit, and I focused my attention back on the gorgeous woman next to me.

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