Page 85 of Starcrossed Colorado

I reached for the stretchy band of lace at my hips and started pushing them down. But Ashford stopped me. “Did I say you could do that?”

I pouted. “Bossy.”

“Your point?”

“I want your mouth on me.”

“Soon. I promise.”

I made a sound of frustration. He had the nerve to laugh. But okay, I liked it. This dark and wicked side of him. Making me wait, while also leaving me with no doubt it would be worth it.

His mouth edged closer and closer until his thumb finally pushed the damp scrap of lace aside.

The flat of his tongue dragged over my bare pussy. I cried out and shoved my fist to my mouth, biting my knuckle to muffle the sound.

As far as I knew, Maisie was a deep sleeper, but I had to stay quiet. Which wasnoteasy as Ashford made a meal out of me. His tongue worked up and down, slowly at first, then switchingto fast before he sucked my clit between his lips. Every time the pleasure started to coil up inside me, tense and hot and so close to releasing, he switched back to slow again.

He’d promised to drive me wild, and the man was delivering and then some.

Every part of me seemed to be quivering. Heat prickled all over my skin. I arched my back and moaned around the knuckle in my mouth.

“Do you need to come, baby?” he asked.

“Please.”

He redoubled his efforts, his tongue massaging me in exactly the right spot. But instead of backing off this time when I got close, he buried his face between my legs and held my thighs in his hands. A hard jolt of pleasure shuddered through me, unleashing wave after wave of sweet release. I couldn’t have stopped it if I’d tried. My teeth sank into my knuckle as I tried to keep my moans quiet.

I was still shaking when he lifted his head, licking his lips, and smiled up at me. “Did you like that?”

All I could do was nod. It felt like my entire body had just rebooted. Speech functions were still loading.

He dropped a few more kisses to my inner thighs. “I hope you’re ready for more, because I’m just getting started.”

TWENTY-ONE

Ashford

I stripped off my shirt,then my pants and boxer briefs in one go. My cock bobbed in front of me, achingly stiff. I had loved making Emma feel good. There was no bigger turn on than feeling her come apart because of me.

But a close second was having her appreciative gaze on my body. My fist stroked my erection as the muscles in my chest, abs, and arms flexed. Emma had accused me of being shameless, and it was true. But only for her.

“Come here?” she asked, voice lifting at the end to make it a question.

“I’m getting there.”

“Get here faster.”

Watching me undress seemed to give her a renewed burst of energy, because she sat up and tugged her own shirt over her head.Ungh. “Matching bra, huh? You are so sexy it should be illegal.”

“I was going to say the same about you.” She scooted back until she rested against the pillows. I knelt on the bed and crawled toward her. When I was close enough, I tugged her by the ankles, forcing her to lay flat so I could stretch out on top of her. Emma laughed. “Manhandle me, why don’t you?”

“Thanks. I will.”

The tip of my cock brushed against the lace of her panties, which I still hadn’t taken off of her yet. I kept myself propped up on my elbows to get a long look at the beautiful woman beneath me. The lace of her bra was translucent, so I could see her pink nipples beneath. I lowered my head to lick one through the fabric, then the other, and she moaned.

“Sexy as you look in this, I have to think you’ll be even better without it.” I reached beneath her with one hand to unlatch the hooks on her bra. Emma did the rest, pulling the straps down her arms and tossing the undergarment aside.

“Somebody’s getting impatient,” I said.

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