Page 83 of Finding Redemption

I can feel my pulse in my panties with his every word. “I can do that.” I lay as still as possible as he murmurs in my ear.

“After dinner, we can come back here and watch some more movies.” He licks my ear, making me scream.

“Ah, dude.” I kick at him until he wraps me in his arms.

“I’m kidding. If you want, you can spend the night. Bring a change of clothes or three and we can get to know each other better.” Walker bites his lip as if he’s holding his breath, waiting for my answer.

“So, if I want to stay, I’d need clothes for dinner and an overnight stay.”

“Or a few things for several nights stay.” He moves until he hovers over me. “Or clothes for one night and we can order out.”

I lay my hands against his hard chest, licking my dry lips as he watches the path my tongue takes across them. “I’ll play it by ear.”

“All right.” His eyes burn a trail down my body to where my skirt has ridden up my thighs. “Do you always wear lace panties?”

“Uh huh.” I groan as he scoots down the bed between my legs. His hands slide up my legs to the hem, pushing it higher. I lay there under his scrutiny. A warm rush of air heats my pussy as he lowers his head.

“I really like these panties, Miss Morgan.” He places a soft kiss on them. “But I thought you didn’t like panties?” He peers up at me.

“I-I don’t. I wear them to work but nowhere else.”

“This is nowhere else.” His puckered mouth releases another gush of heated breath.

“My word.” My chest heaves with a heavy sigh. “I hadn’t planned to be here with you when I got dressed yesterday.”

“I see.” He blows on my pussy again. “Plan on that from now on, okay?” He hooks his fingers in each side before it dawns on me what he’s doing.

“Oh, good lord.” I fist the sheets beneath me. “Yes.”

His gaze flickers between mine and my panties. “I want these.”

“Umm, why?” I raise my head to peek at him, only to fall back when he presses his mouth against me.

“To remind me every day this week, you’ll be here Friday without them between us.” His voice is raspy, and all I can see is his dreamy blue eyes between my legs.

“Dammit.” I hit the bed with my hand. “Take them.” I raise up on my elbows. “But for the record, the next time you’re down there, it’ll be neat and freshly showered. Now, fuck me I can’t believe I’m saying this, get your face outta my pussy.” I flail, slamming back into the mattress.

He laughs and climbs up my body, his hands on both sides of me, blocking my escape. “Baby, I’ll keep my face in your pussy as soon as you say the word.”

“Now you tell me?” I stammer.

“I want us to take our time, Reese. I don’t think I’d survive fucking this up.” He leans in, placing his lips on my jaw. “Chemistry’s our best subject. Let’s work on all the rest.”

I buck from the contact, squeezing my thighs. “Sounds good.”

“Bathroom is that way, clothes are there if you need anything, and I’ll make some coffee.” He bends to my ear, whispering, “Thank you for being here.”

My legs waiver as he slides from between them, staring at my bare pussy.

I watch his perfect ass walk away from me. The sinew of every muscle, defining the smallest of movements. The minute he’s outta sight, I scramble for the bathroom. I slap at the light switch, rushing to see what I look like. “Fuck! You have to be kidding me?”

I have raccoon eyes from hell. A path of drool is crusted on my jaw. One boob is practically hanging out. Cupping my hand, I take a quick check of my breath. “Oh, no. Did I eat dog food last night? Cheese! Why are you so good?”

I freeze when I hear a sound from the behind the door. “Hey, are you okay?”

I stare at the wreck standing before me. “Yep. All good in here.”

“Do you need anything?” He asks.