Total pages in book: 100
Estimated words: 98112 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 491(@200wpm)___ 392(@250wpm)___ 327(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 98112 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 491(@200wpm)___ 392(@250wpm)___ 327(@300wpm)
We’re jostled by a blonde with a banging body in a barely there yellow dress, dancing close, rolling video of us on her phone. I resist glaring at her since she’s serving our purpose.
Funny, she’s the kind of woman I would have once bought drinks for, then smooth-talked until she agreed to let me fuck her. Now I don’t even give her a second glance.
“Xavian?”
Corinne’s breathy voice snaps my attention back to her. “Princess?”
“How long do we have to stay?”
I grin. “You want me to take you home and do filthy things to you?”
A blush stains her cheeks. “I told you I lose my head when you kiss me.”
“Not long,” I promise in her ear. “Only enough to convince people you’re not interested in another man. Now make sure everyone can see your pretty, sparkling rock and kiss me again.”
“We’re throwing it in his face.”
I think she means her brother and that’s the plan. But if Riley gets an eyeful on social media, too, maybe he’ll back the fuck off. “Your brother doesn’t understand subtle.”
“He doesn’t,” she concedes as we gyrate together to the beat of the music. “But I’m wondering if you’re really kissing me not because you’re showing me off but because you’re trying to arouse me.”
“You figured out my devious plan.” I wink.
Her laugh becomes a full-fledged giggle before she rises on her tiptoes and opens her mouth under mine. I capture her bruised lips, not giving a shit if I kiss off the rest of her lipstick.
I sink inside her plush, sugary mouth. Like before, my head starts to buzz. So does my body. I slide my hands down her back and cup her ass, pulling her against my aching cock. Corinne tears free from our kiss, gasping for breath, her head falling back to the beat. Her throat is an offering, a sacrifice to my lust. I take it, sweeping my lips up her neck, delighting when she shudders in my arms.
“It’s working. I ache,” she whimpers.
“Your pussy?”
She nods. Her breathing picks up pace, right along with the music. I’m vaguely aware that yellow-dress woman is still live-streaming us or whatever. Others nearby have joined. But I’m not focused on them. They can’t hear us. They can’t stop us. They can only broadcast our mutual desire to the world.
“Tell me how you want me to make it better in the most graphic way possible.”
“Touch me…there. Make it feel good.”
That’s her ladylike version of dirty talk. It still sends me up in flames. “With my fingers? That skirt is so short, all I’ve thought about since you put it on is reaching under your hem and getting my hands on all your delicious spots. Or would you rather have my tongue?”
“You don’t play fair,” she whines.
“I’m not playing at all. It’s been too long since I’ve had my mouth on that pussy.”
“You just did last night.”
“Like I said, too long. I’d love to spread you out on my bed and tear off your panties—” I scrutinize her like I’ll be able to see what she’s wearing under her dress if I stare hard enough. “Do you have on that black lace thong Jennifer brought?”
“Yes.”
Fuck. Knowing she’s wearing the transparent scrap with corset lacing at the small of her back, tied off in a taunting little bow, is enough to make me lose my goddamn mind.
“I’m going to lick and tease you through the fabric until you beg me. You’ll see how much mercy I have then.”
Her lips part. Her breathing picks up. “Please.”
“Are you wet?”
“Yes.” She closes her eyes. “Sometimes all you have to do is walk into the room and…”
“You gush for me?”
She nods. “Yes.”
Oh, the truth is coming out. I couldn’t be more thrilled.
I send her a long, slow smile, then bend to skim my lips up her neck. “You smell insanely good. I want to eat you up, from your little pink toes all the way to this pretty mouth…” I brush my thumb over her lip, then murmur into her ear, “And linger on all the good places in between.”
Her nipples bead the front of her tight dress. “You’re trying to make me crazy so people will talk.”
“Uh-huh. Is it working?”
“Too well.” Her eyes drift shut.
My smile turns dirtier. “Look at me. Should I lick every sensitive spot on your body until you scream?”
“You do that all the time.”
If that’s a protest, it’s a weak one.
“What can I say? When it comes to you, I’m orally fixated.” I brush a kiss across her lips.
She closes her eyes like she’s trying to resist temptation—and failing. “Shouldn’t I return the favor?”
Is Corinne interested in going down on me? “Anytime you want. Anywhere you want.”
Her teeth sink into her lip shyly, her hot stare clinging to me. “I want to, but I’ve never…”
That only turns me on more. “It will be great. You almost can’t do it wrong.”