Page 40 of Tempting Miles
Did she just sound frustrated?
“Ask nicely, boss.” God, I love trading shots with her.
“Fuck you, Miles.”
A laugh rumbles out of me, and she jolts in place as a whine escapes her lips.
“Ask nicely, boss. And I’ll give you the best pussy licking of your life.”
“Bold statement. You do realize I’m older than you, right?”
“What’s that got to do with anything?” I ask, dragging my mouth lower to lick from her entrance to the clit.
“I don’t want to hurt your ego. But I’ve been with other men.”
“Were any of those fuckers better than me? Is that what you’re getting at?”
When she doesn’t answer right away, I lift my head.
Her gaze locks onto mine. A wicked grin spreads across her face, followed by a shrug.
Game. Fucking. On.
I pick up the pace with strokes across her lips. Penny’s panting only fuels me to keep at it. I focus on her clit, nibbling and sucking, then push a finger inside. She’s so wet, and tastes so damn sweet.
“Miles,” she pants, fingers tangling in my hair. She pulls without mercy too. Good thing I’ve got thick hair, otherwise I’d be bald at thirty.
“You like that, boss?” I whisper against her pussy. “I bet you’ll like this even more,” I add a second finger while my thumb plays with her clit.
“Fuck, yes. Like that,” she gasps.
I glance up at her. Her eyes are closed, but she’s smiling like she’s completely lost in the moment.
“You’re so fucking sexy, Penny Levine,” I tell her, my voice rough. “Let me hear you scream my name while you come on my fingers.”
That’s all it takes.
Penny moans my name, and every ounce of blood in my body rushes south.
I press myself against the couch, trying to find some friction, but it’s pointless.
“That was good, Miles.”
I press a kiss to her pelvis, trying like hell to get my breathing back under control.
“Good?” I glance up at her. “I think you can find a better word than that.”
A breathy laugh slips out of her.
I sit up, not even caring that she’ll notice the wet spot in my sweats.
Penny grabs my shirt and pulls it back over her head.
A part of me hates seeing her cover her beautiful body, but we can’t go any further than this.
This already crossed the line.
“No,” she says as she settles back against the couch, “but I’ll rate it. Four out of five stars.”
