Page 34 of Wild Ever After
“You remember the first time we met?”
“We didn’t officially meet that night, but yeah.”
Surprise dances over her face.
“Your hair was a darker shade of red.” I twist a finger around a strand of her strawberry-blonde hair. It had been a bright, Ariel the mermaid, red then. “And you had on a pink skirt and a white top with these tiny little straps.”
“How do you remember all that?” The question comes out just above a whisper.
“I remember because you were the hottest girl in that bar.” She’s the hottest girl in most rooms she walks into. The fact that she doesn’t seem to know it, makes me question the jerk she was engaged to. If I had a girl like Jade, really had her, I’d make sure she knew it.
I don’t know if she lunges first or if I do. My mouth covers hers in a rough kiss and she grabs a fistful of my T-shirt.
I back her up against the nearest wall and press into her. My dick is so hard, I see spots.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” I ask, hoping like hell the answer is yes.
“Positive.” She pulls my shirt up and I lean back and lift my arms to help her. Pleasure zaps through me as she stares at my bare chest. “But we’re only doing this once.”
“Definitely.” I know there are a million really smart reasons why we shouldn’t, but right now, I can’t make my brain work to come up with any.
“Help me out of the dress?” She turns and moves her hair out of the way. About a million little buttons run down her back.
My fingers are too big and my adrenaline is too high. After a minute of me struggling, she says, “Rip it.”
“What?” I ask, certain I didn’t hear her right.
“Rip it off. I’m never going to wear it again anyway.”
“Oh, thank fuck.” Using both hands, I tear the material, and it pools at her feet. Her back is still to me. She’s bare up top and only a pair of lacy, white panties, that I’m going to remember until the day I die, cover her perfect skin.
She glances over her shoulder, but before she can turn around, I place a hand in the middle of her back. She’s warm and soft and my fingers tingle as I let them travel over her lean figure.
“Do you have condoms?”
“Yes,” I answer. “But we’re not going to need them for a while.”
“Why no—”
Her question is cut off as I lightly cup her pussy through the lacy material. She leans against the wall and I drop to my knees. Her body quivers as I kiss the back of her thighs and move my hand from her center to push her legs farther apart.
Jade makes the sexiest noises I’ve ever heard as I place soft kisses on her calves, behind her knees, and just below her ass. I’m torn between wanting to take it slow and drive her wild, and the overwhelming desire to taste her and feel her orgasm on my tongue.
I hook my fingers into the sides of her panties and slide them down. Fuck, she’s perfect.
She steps out of them, and I don’t wait a second more to cover her with my mouth. The moan that comes out of her makes my balls tighten. I hook an arm around one of her legs and shoulder my way closer.
Clinging to the wall for support, she finds her first orgasm so quickly, I haven’t had near enough of her, so I keep going. She whimpers and moans and mutters things I can’t make out.
I need more.
Standing, I spin her around and crash my mouth down onto hers. Her arms wrap around my neck tightly, and she rubs those amazing boobs against me.
“Bed,” I say, scooping her legs up and carrying her into the suite. I lay her on top of the covers and then get rid of my pants and boxers.
She watches me, perched up on her elbows. Her gaze travels over my arms, chest, abs, and then freezes when she sees my dick.
“Did you bedazzle that thing just for tonight?” She sits up and moves closer to where I’m still standing at the end of the bed. I can feel her breath on my skin.
