Page 117 of In Your Dreams, Holden Rhodes

He shot me a look of disbelief but a grin pulled at his mouth. “This blanket fort was designed for a Thumbelina.”

My chest shook with laughter as he yanked his pants over his feet and threw them out of the fort before his hands came to my arms and pulled me forward.

“Boxers, too,” I said against his mouth, kissing him and laughing against his mouth as he struggled to maneuver in the cramped space.

“This was a terrible idea.” He laughed as he kissed my mouth with hunger.

The second his boxers were off, I reached for his cock. My fingers wrapped around him and he sucked in a sharp breath. I’d replayed this moment from last week over and over, picturing the surprise and pleasure on his face as I stroked him. Picturing his expression of agony as he came on my hand. I stroked him and he groaned. His forehead fell forward against mine.

His arms wrapped around me and he sank against me. We were sitting up still, my legs wrapped around his waist as I stroked and as our mouths tangled. His hands rubbed my thighs and my back and my breasts. There were everywhere.

His cock swelled further in my hand as I worked it. Pre-cum collected at the tip and I dragged my thumb through it. He jerked and gasped against my mouth. His hands locked around my wrists and he pulled me away. I made a noise of protest and nipped his lip.

“Tell me to go down on you.” He nipped my lip back. “Want to taste you again. I’ve been thinking about those noises you made. I need to hear them again.” His gaze met mine, dark and hungry and pleading. “Let me make you feel good.” His throat worked.

I nodded slowly. My skin was on fire. It was hot as the depths of hell in this blanket fort.

His hand came to my collarbone and he gently pushed me back until I was laying down. My knees clamped together out of habit and I took a deep breath, staring at the ceiling of the blanket fort, a white sheet with thin gray lines. I swallowed and let the breath out.

“Sadie.”

My eyes met his and affection passed through his gaze. “Now who’s the serious one?”

His tone was so gentle and soft as he skimmed his fingers up and down my thigh. He lowered a kiss to my knee, keeping his gaze on me, and I held it like a liferaft. He reached for my hand and pulled it to his cock, standing at attention. I gripped it and it pulsed in my hand. My lips parted, fascinated by the thick length.

Holden raised his eyebrows, holding my hand over his length. “Okay?”

I knew what he was asking. It was the same as last time.See what the idea of eating your pussy does to me?he had asked.

His other hand moved up and down my thigh and he pressed another kiss on my knee, closer to where my knees connected. “Open up,” he murmured, and I moved my knees apart. “Thank you.”

I smiled to myself at him sayingthank you.

“Something funny over there?” He brushed his mouth against the inside of one knee as his other hand skated closer and closer to the needy part between my legs.

“Nope,” I breathed, hyperaware of everywhere he touched me.

“Good. Nothing funny about this.” His teeth scraped the skin of my other knee, gentle and slow but so delicious. “This is very serious business. I take it very seriously.”

A giggle ripped out of me and he met my grin with his own. His eyes blazed with desire and warmth and that grin lit his face up. He was gorgeous, smiling at me. I’d do anything to see it again and again.

He pushed my knees apart and his head fell between my legs.

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“Fuck, yes,”he murmured, dragging another line with his tongue. My knees shook and my mouth fell open. “You are so fucking good, honey.”

I moaned.

“That’s what I like to hear.”

His voice was warm liquid, running over me and pooling on me, sinking into my skin. He pushed his tongue against my clit, flat and wet and warm, and my hips lifted off the blanket. His arm locked over me to hold me down and I made a frustrated noise of anguish.

“What’s that?” His tone teased. “Didn’t catch that.”

He sucked my clit and my hips lifted again, pushing against his forearm. My back arched hard and I gripped the blanket on either side of me, biting my lip.

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