Page 75 of Bonfire and Bliss Bookstore

When I open my eyes my glasses are fogged over from our kiss, so I smile at her and take them off, setting them on the shelf behind her head. Her eyes glaze over from just that simple move. Fuck, this is going to be fun.

“Can you be quiet, Xuxuzinho?”

Her head bobbles left to right and up and down, making absolutely no fucking sense.

I laugh. “No?”

“I don’t know.”

“Well, then, I guess we have another lesson, only this time I’m in charge. I’m going to teach you how to be quiet while I taste you.”

“Oh shit,” she mumbles.

I give her a few seconds to object, but when it’s clear she’s okay with my plan, I drop to my knees and press my head between her legs, humming at the scent.

“You smell delicious.” She whimpers and I chuckle. “But you’re doing a terrible job at being quiet.”

Penny folds her lips inward, watching me, and I hold her gaze as I slip my hands over the rolled-up fabric of her sweats. I move to tug them down, grabbing her panties as I go. Unable to wait another second, I lick at the slit of her pretty pink pussy. “Tastes even better.”

She sucks in a sharp breath at the contact.

“Do you have any idea what you taste like?” I ask before pulling her lips apart with my thumb and flattening my tongue against her.

“N-no,” she stutters.

I take another long lick. “You taste like mine.”

Her head falls back, slamming into the bookshelf, and a few books clatter to the floor around us.

“Shit.”

“I’m sorry!” Penny practically trips over her pants trying to reach the fallen books.

I grab hold of her hips, steadying her. “I’m not worried about the books. Did any hit you?”

She frowns down at me. “No, I’m fine.”

I keep my eyes on her for another second to make sure she’s telling the truth before smiling up at her. “I need more room to work.”

I help her out of her pants and then grab a blanket and two pillows from the chair. Positioning them beside the warm fire, I do my best to set up a makeshift bed.

“There, that’s better,” I tell her. “Lie down.”

Penny moves slowly before her head finally comes to rest on the pillow. I grab the books and stack them on the floor—I’ll put them back properly later—and then spin on my heel to take in the beauty spread out before me.

Though with her knees pulled tight together and her hands settled over her stomach, she looks all wrong. Still beautiful, but not comfortable.

“Do you not want to do this?” I ask gently, settling in beside her on the floor. “I’m okay if we just get dressed and have dinner. I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.”

Penny shakes her head. “You didn’t and I don’t—” She closes her eyes and sucks in a breath. When her big eyes open, I see a flash of determination in them. “I don’t want to stop. I’m just not completely comfortable being naked with the lights on.”

“You’re not comfortable,” I repeat. When she tugs down on her sweater, covering her stomach completely, I understand what she’s saying. “Xuxuzinho, look at me.”

I wait for her gaze to meet mine before I continue.

“It wasn’t a line before when I told you I was attracted to you. I can’t stop thinking about you. Not when you’re in front of me, and not when we’re apart.” My voice is husky. “And I can’t tell you how many times I’ve thought about the small glimpse I got of those perfect tits.”

She blinks up at me. “I thought you barely saw anything?”