Page 24 of Wild Hope
“I don’t want people to think I’m getting special treatment because I’m sleeping with the boss.”
She’s teasing me, giving me some sass, and I love it. But before she can say anything else I press my mouth to hers, quieting that sassy mouth for a while.
I put my hands on her thighs and sit back, crouching on the floor before her.
“That sassy mouth is going to get you in trouble one day.”
She gives me a cheeky smile. “I hope so.”
The look she’s giving me makes all the blood rush to my dick. I’ve had a permanent hard-on ever since she walked into my bar, and now it’s time to do something about it.
Kendra’s wearing sexy knee-high boots, and as I crouch between her thighs, the leather scrapes my skin, sending heat coursing through my body, and dirty ideas spring into my mind.
She leans forward to unzip her boot, and I stop her hand.
“These are staying on.”
Her mouth pops open, and I chuckle as her surprised look turns to curiosity. I slide a hand up her skirt and caress the gusset of her panties. They’re dripping wet, and the moan that escapes her lips lets me know how ready she is for this.
“You’re wet for me. Good girl.”
“I’ve been wet for you ever since I was eighteen.” She leans back on the bed, propped up by her elbows. “All I ever wanted was for you to take my cherry.”
She bites her bottom lip and gives me an innocent look like she’s that eighteen year old girl again.
“Keep talking, angel. Tell me about that teenage fantasy of yours.”
She bows her head and peeps out at me from lowered lashes.
“You might think I’m silly.”
“I doubt that, angel. You’re sexy as hell.” My fingers brush her panties, and she gasps. “Now tell me the fantasy.”
She smiles. “You’re as bossy in my fantasies as you are in real life.”
“Oh yeah? What do I tell you to do?”
She bites her lower lip, and she takes a while to get the words out. It’s not until I press my thumb against her panties and rub her clit that she opens her mouth.
“First, you tell me to take my panties off.” Her voice comes out breathless, and the more she talks the harder I get.
I hook my thumbs under the top of her panties, and she lifts her hips so I can slide them off. She sticks her legs out, and I take them right over the top of those sexy leather boots and drop them on the floor.
“Then what?” My voice comes out raspy. But I’m so turned on by her teenage fantasy, to know this is what she wanted and now I can give it to her.
“Then you would tell me to undress.”
I tug at her skirt until it’s on the floor. Then I pull her t-shirt over her head. Her perfect breasts are bursting out of a pink lacy bra. She’s a vision, leaning back on the bed with nothing but her bra and boots on. But I want to see more. I want to see all of her.
“Take your bra off, angel.”
I set an edge to my voice to make it commanding, and a shiver goes through her. I sit back on my haunches to watch her undress herself.
Her hands slip around and unhook the bra and she crosses her arms and eases the straps off her shoulders, pulling the bra slowly off until her beautiful round globes are free.
Just the sight of those pink nipples standing on end has me hard as a rock. I want to plunge myself between those breasts. I want to run my dick over every part of this woman. But I’m a patient man, and I’m enjoying this exquisite torture.
“What happens next in your fantasy, angel?”
