Page 116 of Fraud
Kicking my pants to the floor, I smiled. “Two can play at this game of yours.”
“What game is that?” she asked, her expression blank, as if she had no idea what her body was doing to mine.
“Okay,” I said. “Don’t say I didn’t warn you.”
I could see her forming a question with her lips, but she wasn’t quick enough for me. Grabbing her ankles, I pulled her to the edge of the bed with one swift move.
Hearing her gasp in surprise only fueled my desire, and I wasted no time. She wanted to torture me with her body.
I’d gladly show her the same treatment.
Bending down, I dragged my tongue over that sweet chocolate she’d spent so much time on. Tasting it on her skin was pure fucking heaven, and I took my time in making sure I got every last drop.
Soon, she was writhing and moaning as my mouth sucked hard on her nipple.
I knew she ached for it.
For me.
“Not yet, Kate. Not yet. I haven’t had my birthday present.”
Reaching over toward the nightstand, I grabbed the small box that housed the dessert she’d worked so hard to get. Opening the lid, I felt like the fucking Grinch, looking down at the box of ice cream cannoli.
Like my heart was growing three times its size.
They looked just like I remembered them.
God, I loved this woman.
Removing one of the cannoli, I dipped my finger in the end and tasted it. “Perfect,” I said. “Except for one thing.”
Repeating the process, I dug my finger into the center, gathering a bit more ice cream. Several chocolate chips came along as I angled my hand toward those seductive thighs of hers.
Kate jumped as the cold cream made contact with the warmth of her skin. I watched as it dribbled from the tips of my fingers, spreading all over the innermost part of her thighs.
It made quite an impressive scene.
Taking a bite from the end of the tasty treat, I set it back in the box and focused on the feast in front of me. “Now, I’m going to make you come so fucking hard.”
I started at her knees and worked my way down, licking and kissing a sticky trail toward her center. By the time the tip of my tongue reached her wet, hot core, her legs were trembling.
A moan ripped through her the moment my lips met hers.
It never stopped.
Faster, harder, deeper. I set my pace.
This was the sweetest torture of all.
I waited until I felt the first signs of her climax.
The walls of her core tightened.
Just a little bit longer…
The moment she cried out and her body shook, I moved, replacing my mouth with my cock in a split second. Her body, still in the throes of her release, clamped around me like a vise.
“Shit,” I groaned, loving the feeling of her and me, and nothing in between.
