Page 86 of Wild Blades

I smile wickedly. “Then take it off.”

Max’s jacket is gone in a flash as Wade throws it over his shoulder, sending it to the floor with a softthud. Next to go is my top, and I’m impressed when he’s careful not to transfer remnants of the nude pink lipstick I have on tonight on the virgin white cotton fabric.

He lays a path of soft kisses down my neck, across my clavicle and between my cleavage, taking his time to worship my body.

I take this moment to unclip my smartwatch from my wrist. The last thing I want to do is accidentally dial a client.Hell no. I’d rather die than have that happen.

Dropping his mouth to my breast, he licks and bites my nipple through the white lace of my bra before pulling the cup down to expose me, flicking my hardened bud that’s begging for his attention with his expert tongue sending waves of pleasure through my core that’s wet and desperate with need, my body humming with delight as his mouth is finally on me.

I thread my fingers into the short hair on the back of his neck and pull him to me, while his fingers pinch my other nipple and gives it the care it deserves. If he did that for long enough, I think I would come. Everything he does has me teetering on the edge of climax.

He knows what he’s doing with his mouth and his hands, proving to me he’s all man.

Every rock-hard inch of him.

And he’s mine.

Mine for now.

His hands move around my back to unclasp my bra, and as if he’s done this a million times before, he expertly unclips it, gently pulls the straps down my arms and discards it.

“Fucking look at you.” He inches back and bites his bottom lip.God, he’s perfect.

“Lift your ass.” He urges me to raise my hips to remove my joggers. I reach down to untie my heels, but he grabs my wrist, stopping me. “Leave the shoes on.”

“You like the shoes?”

“Been imagining them wrapped around my ears since I watched you put them on earlier.” A sly grin appears, flashing me his shiny white teeth, and it makes him look devilishly wicked.

God, this man. I like the sound of that.

Stepping further back, being careful not to snag my heels on the fabric, he drags my joggers off and gasps when his eyes flick down to my white lace panties.

“You are the sexiest woman I have ever seen in my fucking life.” His voice is deep and full of longing.

Locking eyes with me, he drops my pants to the floor and moves to his belt. Seductively and too slow for my liking, he finishes what I started, then undoes the button of his designerpants, and lastly pulls down his zipper, allowing them to fall to the floor.

My mouth goes dry at the sight of the head of his hard cock sticking out the top of his snug black boxers. Pushing them down his hips, he loses them too, along with his Chucks before stepping in between my legs.

A small scattering of hair that’s trimmed to perfection, and the perfectVshape of his Adonis belt leads a path downward to his giant cock.

Hell, I hope it fits.

“See what you do to me?” he asks, wrapping his fist around his dick and stroking himself.

Completely hypnotized, I watch him rubbing his finger across his angry looking head that’s leaking with precum.

“Lick.” He holds his finger up.

Pushing out my tongue, he offers me the salty liquid to taste, and I moan as reminders of Monday spring to the forefront of my mind.

Best day of the year so far, but tonight might push it off the scoreboard.

Wade glides his finger over my bottom lip, dragging it down, then slides his forefingers down my chin, my neck, and between my cleavage.

Waiting for him to touch me where I so desperately want him to is the ultimate torture.

My gaze drops to his fingers as they skate across my stomach and along the waistline of my lace white-thong panties. I cry out when he gently presses his fingers over the fabric between my pussy lips. “You’re soaked, Icon.”

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