Page 126 of Risking the Pucking Defense

“Take my bra off.”

A rush of air tickles over my face before he sits back on his haunches and slides his hands from my hips to my ribs.

“I’m gonna try really hard not to finish in my pants tonight,” he tells me seriously.

“You will if I tell you to,” I state, making his eyes widen and his jaw pop.

Smiling in accomplishment, I lift my arms over my head and arch my back, encouraging him to keep going.

His fingers slip beneath the elastic band of my bralette before he pushes it up, letting cool air cover my bare skin. My nipples pebble as he drags the fabric up my arms and then throws it across the room.

“Jesus,” he grunts when his eyes drop to my chest.

The awe in them does incredible things for my self-confidence.

“Touch me.”

Circling his wrists with my fingers, I lift his hands to my breasts, letting him explore.

His touch is the perfect tease that has heat pooling between my thighs.

“Oh God,” I moan when he pinches both my nipples at the same time.

His chest heaves as he watches me.

“Mouth. Give me your mouth,” I command, and in seconds, he’s curled over me, doing exactly as he’s told. “Good boy,” I cry as he sucks harder, his teeth grazing me lightly.

He groans as the vibration of it hits me right in the clit.

“I want you everywhere. Hands, mouth. I want you to make me think about nothing but you and what you’re going to do to me next.”

“You drive me crazy,” he says after releasing my nipple.

“Feeling’s mutual.”

Twisting my fingers in his hair, I gently encourage him to start moving lower.

He looks up, his eyes meeting mine.

“Take my panties off, Hayden.”

“Yeah?” he asks, lighting up like a freaking Christmas tree.

“Yeah. I trust you.”

As if he knows just how big a deal that is for me, he surges forward and kisses me for a few seconds before he sits back and curls his fingers in the waistband of my panties.

I’m pretty sure he stops breathing before he starts pulling them down my legs.

I lift my feet from the bed, allowing him to free the fabric from my body, and in only seconds, I’m lying bare before him.

“Fuck,” he breathes, his hand dragging down his face as he takes me in like I’m the best thing he’s ever seen.

Bending my legs, I press my feet to the mattress and spread my thighs wide.

I’m pretty sure I witness him internally combust as his eyes drop to my pussy.

“You’re a goddess,” he whispers. “So fucking perfect.”