Page 64 of Booked on You
“Yes. You touch me perfectly. I’m already so close,” she says as I kiss and lick along her neck.
“Don’t you dare come, Scarlett. If you do, I’ll require two thousand words instead of one.”
I give her two digits, going knuckle deep.
She moans.
“Ezra,” she whispers, eyes rolling back as I slow to an agonizing pace. She sinks onto my hand.
“Feels good being suspended on the brink like this, doesn’t it?”
“Mm-hmm,” she breathes out, trembling.
“Any second, I could let you give in.”
“Fuck,” she says, every muscle tense.
She loses her tight control. Her pussy pulses against my fingers as she rides out her orgasm, nearly collapsing. I wrap an arm around her waist, catching her, giving her little clit what it needs.
Scarlett looks up, high with satisfaction, a sleepy smile curving her lips.
“Damn it,” she says, eyes sparkling. “It felt too good.”
“Maybe next time,” I say, placing my fingers in my mouth. “Mm. Love the way you taste.”
“You knew what you were doing.” I can tell she’s enjoying this game. “What have you been up to all morning?”
“Readingyourbook,” I admit, my eyes rolling to the back of my head as she pulls my cock out of my joggers and strokes me.
“You have work to do,” I remind her.
“It can wait until after this. I’ve been craving you.”
She works me with her mouth and hand, stroking me long and hard. She moves forward, licking pre-cum off my tip, then taking me back in her mouth, sucking me like I’m her sustenance. I groan, threading my fingers through her hair, allowing her to take full control of me. Little pants release from her, encouraging me as she takes me deeper into her throat. I don’t know how long she works me—five minutes? An eternity? I lose track.
“Fuck,” I whisper, but she continues, relentless.
“Mm-hmm,” she says around my cock, looking up into my eyes. As we stare at one another, I can almost imagine an entire lifetime with her. The look on her face has me convinced that she’s reading my mind.
“I’m so close,” I mutter.
I tighten my hand in her hair as my balls tighten. Then, I crash over the edge, nearly seeing white as I pump into her mouth. Now I’m the one who nearly collapses. Being with her is an out-of-body experience, and I feel like she just sucked my fucking soul from my body.
She swallows me down, every last drop. I help her to her feet, and she leads me to the bed.
“Can I get ten minutes of snuggles?” she asks.
“Of course,” I tell her, lying on the bed, and she climbs into my arms as I come down from my high.
“So, about my book…what do you think so far?”
“I had to stop reading it,” I say, not sure why I admitted that.
She sighs, her face inches from mine, green eyes studying me. “That bad?”
“It’s brilliant. I was livid. I could barely handle how angry reading it made me.”
She nods. “That’s the consensus.”
