Page 95 of Final Temptation
After we made it to the top of the hill, Myles steered me into the house, straight to the kitchen.
“Your grand plan was to what… Take me right here on the counter for anyone who needs to use the bathroom to come in and see?” I stood in the middle of the kitchen with my hands on my hips.
“You mean you wouldn’t like that?” he teased, grabbing my hips and pulling me closer.
“But seriously, what if someone needs to use the restroom? Or what if Paige and Declan decide to leave their wedding and come up here to fuck? Since they are the bride and groom after all.”
“Then I guess we’d better hurry.” He nipped at my neck, his hands already groping up and down my body.
“Wait, wait, wait. Should we lock the door or something?” I panicked.
As kinky as we had been, nothing about my dad potentially walking in on us screamedsexy.
“Baby, stop worrying so much. I have it handled.”
“Handled?” The word slipped out in a semi-worried but horny whimper.
“Chase followed us up.” His voice was calm.
“What!” I pushed against his chest. “Does he have some kink for listening to others fuck or something?”
“Depends. How loud do you plan to scream my name, Soph?” Myles backed me up against the counter.
“I guess that would depend on how hard you take me,” I responded, caring less about Chase being right outside, and more about my sexy ass boyfriend looking at me with such deep desire.
“I know I was out for a while, but don’t think I’ve forgotten about that day in the woods. I still dream of taking that tight hole of yours.” My breath hitched as he flipped me over on the counter, grabbing my hips to perk my ass up in the air. “I bet you wouldn’t be able to stop screaming my name if that were the case.” His fingers trailed down myzipper on the back of my dress, lowering it slowly, my body shivering against his touch.
“Is that what you plan to do now?” My voice came out a little shaky.
“Do you want me to do that? Do you want me to take this tight little hole’s virginity?” My floor-length dress slipped down my body, pooling around my heels.
My tits pressed flush against the counter, hardening the moment they brushed the chilled granite.
Myles’ hot breath whispered against the flesh of my ass, moving my pink lace thong away from that innocent spot that had never been touched more than what he did to me the day in the woods.
The memory of that day, his tongue toying with me there, instantly made me greedy for more.
“What if I said I’d be more comfortable doing that at home? We don’t have lube, and I think I’d be too nervous here.” I tugged on my bottom lip and looked back at him.
“It’s okay, baby. We have forever to make it happen.” He continued to trail wet kisses along my ass, leading his lips toward my warm center.
“What if I did this?” He slid my panties to the side, swiping his tongue all the way from my pussy to the tight ring of muscle. “Is this okay?” I didn’t need to answer; my moans were enough to show him.
“My girl likes a little ass play, doesn’t she?”
“Yes.”
“God, you’re so fucking sexy, Soph.” He continued to lick me up from behind.
“More. Please,” I whimpered.
With every swipe of his tongue, I arched my back, chasing the pressure from his tongue, but it still wasn’t enough.
I neededmore.
“Touch me, Myles. More,” I pleaded.
“Where do you want me to touch you, Soph? I need to hear you say it,” he ordered.
