Page 174 of Let Me Keep You

I chuckle at her indecisiveness. “You keep doing that—” I nod down to where her hand is. “And you may not get a choice.”

“I’m okay with that. Just take off your clothes,” she demands.

Ignoring her request, I drop to my knees and keep her legs parted as I slide my palms up her thighs and press the pad of my thumb against the outside of her panties. She’s still wearing the pencil skirt she had on at work, which works fucking perfect for me.

Before I do anything, I plan to taste and feast on her pussy.

“You’re soaking wet for me, aren’t you, baby?” I taunt, playing with her clit.

Her eyes slam shut as she bites down on her lower lip. “Mm-hmm,” she hums.

“Move your skirt over your waist. I wanna see you,” I instruct. It’s been over five years since I’ve been with a woman, and I’m not rushing this—especially not with the woman I love.

Gemma does what I say, giving me a front row seat to her sexy black thong. “These for me?”

“I won’t deny I think of you every time I put them on.” She smirks.

I move them to one side and brush my finger over her, immediately feeling her wetness and sliding up and down her slit. Her breath hitches, and she gasps, though I’ve barely touched her. It’s obvious she’s as eager as I am, but I’m taking my time tonight. I want to cherish every second and remind her why we’re amazing together.

Slipping my finger inside, she grips the blankets and arches her back as I explore her sexy body with my mouth. I flick my tongue against her clit, and she writhes underneath me. I add a second finger and drive deeper as I suck hard. Her hands fly to my hair as her legs curl around my shoulders, and it won’t be long before she completely unravels.

“God, that feels amazing.” She moans. “Don’t stop.”

Not a fucking chance.

Gemma rocks against me as I bring her closer to the edge. She pushes my head into her harder as I thrust my fingers faster.

“Yes, yes, oh my God…” She nearly flies off the bed as she comes on my tongue. I widen her thighs and devour her as she screams out my name.

Leaning back, I wipe my mouth and grin. “That was fucking hot.”

“That was…so good.”

“Glad to hear being rusty hasn’t affected my ability.” I shoot her a smirk.

“Don’t get cocky.” She chuckles. “Now, clothes off.”

I waggle my brows. “Yes, ma’am.”

Standing, I pull my shorts down and take off my shirt. My cock springs free, and Gemma doesn’t hesitate before reaching for it. She places my length between her lips, then lowers her body as she strokes me into her hot mouth.

“Fuck, that’s incredible,” I murmur, resting my palm on the back of her head to guide her. “I came in the shower to the very thought of this.”

Gemma stares up at me with pure amusement.

“Couldn’t help it. You consume me.” I shoot her a wink, and she sucks faster.

“You better slow down…” I warn.

I want to be inside her when I come. Pulling back, she releases me, and I reposition her. She raises her arms, and I remove her shirt and unclasp her bra. Cupping one of her perky breasts, I lean down and drag my tongue over her nipple until it’s hard.

“You have amazing tits, baby.” I caress the other before switching my mouth to it.

I help her out of her skirt and panties, and when we’re both naked, I direct her to lie on the bed. Lifting one of her legs, I rest her ankle on my shoulder as I stand and position myself between her.

“I might not be able to last long,” I warn. “I’ve been waiting for you.”

“Our night isn’t ending anytime soon,” she says sweetly. “And I don’t plan to sleep tonight.”