Page 89 of Sweet Temptation (Men of Honor 2)
Slamming the door, I put the key in the ignition and start the truck. Looking over at Grace, I see her watching me nervously, but need burns much brighter in her warm amber eyes.
Eyes that are reminding me of how innocent she is, so I tone down the command in my voice… a little. “Lean back against the door, baby, and bring your leg up on the seat, bent at the knee, while keeping the other on the floor.”
She looks at me only for a second before doing what I say. I start backing up as she gets into position. Before putting it into drive I look back over and see her staring at me, awaiting further instruction. “Pull your dress up to your hips and show me what I’ve been dying to see.”
Bringing her hands to the bottom of her sweet thighs, she fucking teases me by raising it up ever so fucking slowly, until finally the sexiest goddamn sight is bared to me.
My eyes take in the cream lace and thin straps that barely cover what I know is the sweetest, tightest pussy I’ve ever had the pleasure of tasting and feeling. Moving my gaze up to her face, I see her cheeks flushed pink and her warm eyes needy and curious. Her bottom lip slips between her teeth as she bites back a knowing smile.
Growling, I wrap my hand around her ankle that’s on the seat and drag her closer to me. She braces back on her elbows as I run a finger down the center of her lace panties. “Jesus, that’s fucking sexy. Did you wear this for me tonight, Grace?”
She moans when I skim over her clit with my knuckle, adding a little more pressure, “Yes, everything I now wear is for you.”
I groan, loving that fucking answer, “That’s fucking right, baby.”
Finding myself getting too worked up now, I pull my hand away to put the truck in drive and punch the gas. I speed only enough that I won’t get pulled over, knowing there will be cops out tonight because of the holidays.
I glance over at Grace, to see her waiting patiently for further instruction. Reaching my hand back over, I run it up along the inside of her smooth thigh, before grabbing a thin strap and ripping it.
She moans and thrusts her hips up. “God, Sawyer, as hot as that is, this is the only one of these things I have, they aren’t cheap ya know.”
“Don’t worry, Cupcake. I’ll replace it and more. I’m going to buy you one in every fucking color that exists.”
She giggles but it falls into a moan when I push her panties to the side and slip my fingers in to her warm, wet slit, lubing my fingers. “Jesus, you’re fucking soaked, you’re always so ready for me.”
Keeping my eyes on the road right now is almost fucking impossible, but I only let myself glance at her once in a while. Her whimpers and moans tell me exactly what I would see if I were looking over. I tease her opening with my finger, never entering, just hovering at her entrance while my thumb circles her clit.
She moans in frustration, “Sawyer, please…”
“It’s not very nice when people tease you, is it, Grace?”
I brush over her clit gently, causing her to arch. “No, it’s not,” she whimpers, “just like it’s not nice to eat the pies someone worked so hard to make perfect for Thanksgiving supper.”
Stilling, I glance over at her, her sweet, flushed face is watching me with amused victory. Well fuck, if she doesn’t have me there.
“Okay, Cupcake. You’re right. I guess we will have to punish each other then.” I enter my middle finger inside her, just up to my knuckle and my dick fucking weeps to be in the tight, wet warmth.
Moaning, she pushes herself against my finger until it’s buried to the hilt. “Fuck, you want it bad.” Turning my finger I curl it around her inner wall and hit the spot that has her clamping around me. “I can’t wait to feel this eager pussy wrapped around my cock, Grace.”
Throwing her head back she cries out as I slam another finger inside of her. The sight of her- braced on her elbows and head thrown back, is about to make me fucking come.
I’ve never been so goddamn thankful to pull into her driveway. She moans in disappointment when I reluctantly remove my fingers to put the truck in park.
Leaving it running, I sit back. “Come over here, baby.”
She’s up and straddling me within seconds, her mouth crashing down on mine. Her sweet taste bursts on my tongue, and her greedy urgency fuels my own. Reaching around the back of her, I unzip her dress and pull it down her shoulders, bunching it at her waist.
Wasting no time I pull the cups of her cream lace bra down, which matches her other sexy shit, then rip my mouth from hers to latch on to one of her peaked nipples.
“Oh god, Sawyer, that feels so good,” she whimpers loudly. Spearing her hands into my hair, she pulls at the strands with force before grinding her wet pussy against my jean-clad dick.
Growling, I bite down on her nipple… Hard. She screams in pleasure and begins riding me frantically, desperately seeking relief.
Ripping my mouth away, I grab her hips to still her movements. “Whoa, Cupcake, not so fast.”
She whimpers with frustration, “Yes, fast. I want fast and hard.”
I growl, “Don’t worry, baby. I’m going to fuck you like you’ve never been fucked before. But first I’m going to teach you something that I’ve been dying to show you.”
Her seductive eyes narrow with curiosity. Grabbing both her hands from my hair I bring them to her perfect tits. Her eyes widen wearily and her cheeks turn pinker, more from embarrassment now.
“Sawyer, I’m not so sure I want to do this.”
I cover her hands with my own. “Don’t be embarrassed, baby. It’s just me. I’ll help you and if you want to stop then we will. Okay?”
