Page 94 of Spotlight
She sits on the edge of the bed, and I inch closer, forcing her onto her back.
“Do any of them include me being inside you?”
“All of them.”
My heart is beating so hard it feels like it might pound right out of my chest.
“I’m not going to lie. I’m a little intimidated.” She bites her bottom lip.
The corner of my mouth twitches with a smile. “Don’t worry. He’s gentle like me.”
“I don’t want gentle.”
Fuck me.
“I need to make sure you’re ready for me.” I kiss a trail down her body.
She sucks in a breath as my lips graze over one hip bone, then the other. I hook one arm around her leg and slide down farther.
Her body trembles underneath me and she grabs hold of the sheets on either side of her. Keeping my eyes locked on hers, I swipe my tongue over her pussy.
She inhales sharply and lets her head fall back against the pillow.
“Was this one of your ideas?” I ask, then taste her again.
She answers in moans and unintelligible whimpers until I pause to readjust and push her legs farther apart.
“No, but it should have been. That feels…oh god, so good. I should have known you’d be good at this.”
I chuckle softly, then push one finger inside her before I reply. Her pussy tightens around my knuckle.
“And I should have known you’d taste like heaven.”
My finger pushes in and out of her as I flick my tongue over her clit. She writhes underneath me and keeps giving me those sexy little moans.
“Flynn,” she says my name on another breathy moan.
“Hmm?” I ask, not moving my mouth from her pussy. I add another finger and step up the pace.
“I’m so...” She leans up on her elbows and stares at me with those big, blue eyes. Her lips part and make a perfect “o.”
“Are you going to come for me?”
She nods rapidly and those stunning eyes widen seconds before her body tenses, and she cries out, “Flynn. Oh, god. Flynn.”
Her mouth hangs open and her face is flushed as she orgasms. It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen, and I decide on the spot I want to claim a thousand more. Whatever ideas she had, I’m going to see that we do them. Again and again.
As Olivia recovers, she starts laughing.
“Something funny?”
“That was the best orgasm of my life.” She laughs harder.
I reach into the nightstand and get a condom. While I’m covering myself with it, she doesn’t take her eyes off me.
“And you’re surprised by that?” I ask as I climb back up her body.
She lifts her arms and loops them around my neck. “No, Hotshot. I don’t think I am.”
