Page 62 of Wild Night

I thought I remembered how gorgeous he was, how he made me feel, all of that. But I didn’t, not accurately. Justin is wearing a shirt. He was obviously at the office today. His white shirt is buttoned up, but the sleeves are rolled and pushed up hisforearms. I can only see a few of his tattoos peeking out. It’s sexy as fuck.

“I don’t know where to start,” I begin.

He tilts his head to the side. I watch as his tongue slips out and glides along his bottom lip. “How about from the beginning, princess. I’m pretty sure some shit was left out, and you discovered some more.”

“I did,” I say, nodding my head a few times. “And I have discovered things, lots of things.”

His gaze searches mine, though he doesn’t push me to continue. He’s letting me do this on my own time, and I appreciate it, but I probably need the push, because right now, I’m panicking and ready to turn around and run.

Just when I flick my gaze to the side and eyeball the door handle to the backyard, Justin advances on me. He lifts his arms and places his palms against the glass window, effectively caging me in, then he dips his chin, and I feel his mouth on mine.

He kisses me.

My eyelids slide closed, and I accept his mouth, then his tongue. Every fear, every sense of panic and dread, they all melt away. He’s touching me. His mouth is on me, his body is touching mine, and I want to be absorbed into this man. If it were possible, I would beg for it to happen.

He owns me.

CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

IVY

Something is wrong,but my body is begging for the feel of her. That desire is louder than my good sense. I want to think that being in my forties would make it to where my brain could control my baser instincts, but I am indeed just a fucking man with a dick.

And right now, my dick wants nothing more than to be inside of Posey.

Gripping the hem of her shirt, I swirl my tongue inside of her mouth as I guide the fabric up her stomach, then her tits, only tearing my mouth from hers before I pull the shirt off. I toss it to the floor, then touch my lips to the side of her neck, burying my face there.

“Justin,” she breathes, gripping my shoulders with her fingers, digging her nails into my arms through my shirt. She says my name a second time, almost moaning it. The sound goes straight to my cock.

Devouring her neck, I lick, suck, and scrape my teeth on her flesh, wishing my mouth were between her legs instead. She whimpers, and her legs tremble. And I know I need to touch her.

She’s aching for me.

Releasing my mouth from her throat, I lift my head and look into her eyes. Her lids are lowered as she watches me through her lashes, her eyes searching mine. I don’t know what she’s looking for, but I do know that she’s searching. Doesn’t matter. She’ll find it in me or nowhere.

She’s mine now.

Leaning forward, I touch my mouth to her bottom lip, nipping at the flesh there before I shift my face and rest my lips against her ear.

“Where do you want me, princess?” I ask in a soft whisper.

My breath fans over her face, and I smile when I shift back slightly and see the goose bumps appear on her arm. She sinks her teeth into the swollen flesh of her bottom lip, her eyes still searching mine, but her nostrils flare when she breathes.

She wants me.

“Everywhere,” she breathes.

Fuck.

Yes.

She can not only have me anywhere, but she damn sure can have me everywhere. I slip off my tie then unbutton my shirt, tugging it down my arms and tossing it to the floor at the same time I kick off my shoes.

Posey reaches out and places her hand on my chest. I’m still wearing an undershirt, yet I can feel the heat from her touch sear my skin. I would be surprised if there wasn’t a red handprint where she is touching right now.

Reaching behind her, I glide my fingertips up each side of her back. Then find the hooks of her bra and unsnap them before Iguide the straps down her arms, exposing her perfect fucking tits for my viewing pleasure… and my tasting indulgence.

Shifting forward, I wrap my lips around her nipple, sucking on her gently while my tongue flicks the sweet bud. Her fingers grip my shoulders as I suck and taste. Lifting my other hand to her breast, I pinch her other nipple, making sure to give equal attention to each.

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