Page 40 of Slapshot Summer
Slowly, he began tugging on the bow, aware that his fingers trembled.
“I’d start here,” he murmured, “so I could get a closer look.”He gave himself an inner pat on the back for sounding reasonably calm.
She arched a teasing eyebrow.“Mmm, that sounds like an interesting plan.”
He untied the bow the rest of the way and let the robe fall completely open.With his fingers, he traced lines that began at the base of her throat and went outward, under the garment, along her shoulders.Heat smoldered in her deep green eyes.Holding her gaze captive, he slowly pushed the robe from her shoulders and down her arms until it fluttered to the floor at her high-heeled feet.Lexi’s creamy skin was on full display.
“What would you do next?”she goaded.
He swallowed.Hard.So many desires exploded in him at once that he couldn’t answer her question.
“Maybe you’d want to take off my bra?”she suggested.
There.She’d given his useless brain a path.“Yeah, I’d like that,” he croaked.He began fumbling with the clasp and paused, frustrated.His fingers were usually much defter than this.Then again, he’d never been in the presence of a goddess before.This woman lit fires inside him like no one before her had ever done.
He needed to slow the hell down.
He lowered his gaze from her bra to the V-shaped strip of lace that doubled as panties, then pulled her against him, grinding his granite boner against her so she knewexactlywhat she was doing to him.Spreading his hands over the small of her back, he glided them down, over the lace waistband of her tiny thong, to her velvety skin.
He stroked her ass cheeks.“Fuck, you feel good.”His vocabulary was growing more limited by the second.
Bracing herself against his pecs, she began to toe off her high heels.“No!”he snapped.“Leave those on.”
A sultry smile spread across her lovely face.“So at this point, you would have me stripped down to my underwear—and my sandals.Tell me what you’d do next.”
Lexi was catnip—a naughty girl in a good girl’s skin, and the combination nearly undid him.His cock grew so hard he thought it might burst its skin, but he gritted his teeth, willing himself to play along.“I’d get rid of this bra.”He slowly pulled the straps down her arms but didn’t take it off.He circled his thumb over the lace covering one nipple while his other fingers walked down her smooth stomach and crept under the waistband.“Then I’d see how wet you are for me.”
Her eyes flared, and a frisson of triumph wended its way through him.Shewas the speechless one now.It was time to torment her as much as she was tormenting him.
He cupped her, and her hands flew to his shoulders as if to steady herself.She shifted her stance, spreading her legs.
Hell yeah!He slipped a finger into her tight, wet heat.“Damn, baby, you are fucking drenched.”
He added a second finger, and she gasped before closing her eyes and dropping her head back, exposing the delicate column of her neck.She let out a whimper of pleasure.Entranced, he watched her expressions shift as he worked his fingers in and out at a relaxed pace, her hips bucking lightly against his hand, her nails biting into his shoulders.
“That’s all for me, isn’t it?”he crooned.“I’m the one who gets your panties soaked.”
“Yes, Josh,” she hummed.His name fell from her lips over and over in sensual sighs, and his ego swelled until he felt like a fucking god.
He planted his lips on her creamy throat, flicking his tongue over her sweetly salty skin, taking sharp nips and soothing them with gentle licks.A little heat, a little sweet, the way his Lexi liked it.His.All the while, his fingers kept up the friction, and despite her growing frustration, he wouldn’t give her more.Her needy pleas and moans mingled and looped in his mind, and his cock ached and wept with the noises she made.
“Wanna know what I’d do next?”he mumbled against her skin.
“God, yes!”she cried and nearly sent him flying over the edge.
“I’d lead you to the bed.”His breathing ragged, he pulled away, trying to get himself under some modicum of control.She raised her head and stared at him, her half-lidded orbs gleaming like polished emeralds.
He walked her backward until her knees bumped the edge of the mattress.“Next I’d take off the rest of your clothes.Not the heels, though.”He unsnapped the bra and slipped the straps from her shoulders, freeing her breasts.
Oh fuck, you are so beautiful!
Curving her back, she jutted her tits into his greedy palms.Lips parted and moist, she continued watching him lazily while he squeezed and caressed what she offered, her body subtly undulating like a gauzy curtain in a soft breeze.The ghost of a smile played on her lips.Yeah, she was running the show.For now.
When he couldn’t take any more, he rid her of the thong and let his hungry gaze drift over her, from her sexy heels to her soft auburn waves.He fought to pull himself back from the ledge of his self-inflicted torture, fought for control in this erotic tug-of-war.She was the living, breathing embodiment of every woman he’d ever dreamed of, every woman he’d fantasized about while fucking his fist, but so much better than anything his imagination could have ever conjured.Lexi, vibrant, pulsing with life, wet with need forhim.
She washis.
“Once you got me to the bed, what would you do?”Her words were breathless things, halting, uneven, matching the stutters in his chest.
