Page 72 of A Tempting Seduction

I laughed as I slowly pulled off her panties and took note of her glistening red curls. I tossed her underwear on the growing pile of clothes. I slowly pushed her legs apart and watched her expression turn nervous as I parted her folds.

“It’s going to be fine, Ruby.”

Idiot, nobody had ever gone down on her before. I bent my head and told my snarling toe to calm the heck down. He’d get his turn.

She was soaked. It was obvious the breast play had turned her on. As I licked her, I fell into an alternate universe. Nothing else seemed to matter except the taste of her, the sounds she made and the way she pulled my hair. I was drowning.

As soon as I suckled her clit she pushed upward, crying my name. She was close, so close. I slowly inserted one finger inside her and that was when I felt her shudder her release.

My cock did a happy dance thinking it was his turn, but I insisted he shut the heck up since he still had to wait. Afterall, we were gentlemen.

I kissed my way up Ruby’s flushed body, until I was kissing her, our tongues dancing together. When I released her, she sighed.

“Oh, Ford,” she whispered. “Thank you.”

“Thank you, sweetheart.”

She bit her lip and looked up at me shyly. “But we get to do more, right?”

My grin split my face. “I sure hope so.”

She reached down, her hand sliding into my briefs. Her hand couldn’t circle my cock. Her eyes looked up at me, giving me a sharp look. “Will this work?”

“Absolutely.”

Her smile turned languorous. “In that case, please. Can we make love now?”

“I live to serve.”

Hallelujah!

My toe really needed to shut up.

I rolled over and grabbed one of the condoms off the nightstand. I stood up and shucked down my briefs and rolled on the rubber. I got back onto the bed and Ruby looked at me like I hung the moon. A man could get used to that.

I knelt onto the bed and pulled her down, so her thighs rested over my knees. I stared down at her beautiful pussy where it was flowered open for me. I fisted my cock and swirled the tip around in her juices before positioning myself at her core. I slowly sank into her watching her every expression, ensuring she was with me. And she was.

She reached up and dug her nails into my forearms as her smile got bigger. “You feel so good.”

“That’s my line, sweetheart.” I panted out the words.

She surged upward, as if I was going too slow.

“Goodness.”

She wrapped her legs around my waist, and that was all she wrote. I slowly pulled out, then pushed back in. Taking my time. Savoring every movement, every moment. Again and again, I stroked inside her silky depths.

I watched her lids drop so I could only see the smallest glimpse of glittering green. Her breasts bounced and I couldn’t resist. I latched onto one rosy nipple, and she screamed out my name. I felt like a god. She clamped around me, strangling my cock. I felt her shudder her pleasure and couldn’t stop my own as I followed her over into the most beautiful moment of my life.

Chapter Fifteen

The August humidity hit me like a wall the moment I stepped outside, making my shirt stick to my skin before I'd even unlocked the door to Java Jolt. I fumbled with the keys, my fingers slippery with sweat and my mind somewhere else entirely. Kristin had called in sick with a stomach bug, which meant I got the joy of opening by myself. Normally, I would have grumbled about the early hour and the extra work, but this morning I was grateful for the distraction.

My head was completely in the clouds, and every single one of those clouds had Ford Larson's name written across it.

I flipped on the lights and went through the familiar routine of getting the shop ready. Coffee brewing, pastry case wiped down, register counted. But my hands moved on autopilot while my brain replayed every moment from the other night.

When Bobby arrived with the pastry delivery thirty minutes late, I wasn’t even upset. I just smiled and asked him about his family as I helped him take the boxes off the dolly. I started filling the shelves while daydreaming about three nights ago, just like I had been ever since Ford left my duplex after I’d made him breakfast.