Page 70 of One Little Kiss

I don’t know who the fuck-faces are that couldn’t get her off, but I won’t stop until I’ve succeeded. When she peers up at me, an idea forms and I hold up one finger.

“Stay right there, Win. I’ll be right back.”

I sprint from the room to the master closet and pull down a heavy box. Carrying it with me, I take my time walking back so I can calm the fucking rod between my legs down. When I enter the room, her face floods with relief, and I never break eye contact as I move closer and set the box down beside her.

“What’s that?” Nerves have found their way back into her tone, so I don’t hold out on her.

“This might freak you out, but let me explain,” I say in warning.

Opening the flap of the cardboard box, I upend it next to her. Dildos, vibrators, sex toys of every flavor, size, and shape come tumbling out.

“Oh shit,” she mumbles. “I-Is this? What is this?” She’s holding up anal beads, but I take them from her and place them back in a pile. “You’ve used all this?”

“No. It’s all brand new,” I state calmly because I’m ninety-nine percent sure she’s about ready to run.

“So … what? You have it lying around for when it’s needed?”

Laughter escapes my chest. It’s deep, and full, and uncontrollable. “No, Winnie. During sex, I rarely use toys. I kind of feel like that’s something you do in a committed relationship. I’ve never committed to anyone. Until now.”

“You bought this for me?” she squeaks.

So innocent.

“No. But I figured maybe something would help you relax. All of these were gag gifts. I thought I would get to host Rylan’s bachelorette party, but she and Halton nixed that idea before it ever got off the ground.”

I watch as her shoulders relax a little, and I smile.

“There’s no rush here, baby. But if you think for one minute I won’t love every second of proving you and yourissuewrong? You have another thing coming.”

“And if I can’t?”

“Then we’ll keep trying.” Leaning down, I cage her in with my arms and lick a line down her center. “Again and again until we get it right. I’ll spend hours savoring you until I get you there. Is that okay with you?”

She squirms below me, her chest rising and falling in rapid succession.

“In here, Winnie, it’s just you and me. The second your mind wanders to anything else, you shut it down. Focus on me.” I hook my fingers into her waistband and slowly tug it down. “And how I make you feel.” I exhale deeply, so my warm breath hits her center, and she gasps. “Understand?”

“Yes.”

My lip twitches, and I smirk against her skin. “Get comfortable, CC. We’re going to be here a while.”

That’s the only warning I give her as I yank her pink cotton panties down her thighs. A rumble forms in my chest at the landing strip of pale blonde hair neatly cropped. Just waiting for my tongue.

“Fuck me, Winnie. It’s like a roadmap pointing me right where I need to be.” Her skin pinks from her cheeks and creeps down her neck toward her chest. “I think you like my dirty talk, don’t you?”

Taking a thigh in each hand, I spread her legs wide. I waste no time dropping between them and running my nose up her center. The scent of her arousal has me gyrating into the bed like a horny teenager about to pop his load for the first time.

“Ah.” Winnie tries to wiggle free, but I clamp down on her thighs to hold her in place.

“Stay. Feel.” I’m so fucking ready to taste her that I’m incapable of forming sentences. Slowly, I move my palms up and down her legs in gentle caresses meant to relax her. With glassy eyes, her gaze follows my hands until they reach the apex of her thighs.

I never break eye contact as I inch my thumbs closer to her slit. When they finally find her entrance, she holds her breath. With great effort, I move the pads of my thumbs slowly up and down her opening, coating them with her wetness.

When I can’t take another minute, I spread her open and drop my tongue into her for a taste. “Jesus Christ, CC. You’re so fucking sweet. And so fucking mine.” A beast was just set free, and I lick her with abandon.

In and out, and up and down, I’m a wild animal drinking in all of her. Inching higher, I use my thumbs to coax her clit. When the tiny nub responds, I suck it into my mouth and flick it relentlessly with my tongue.

To my goddamn delight, Winnie moans, and writhes beneath me, but I can tell it’s not everything she needs. I wasn’t lying when I said I would stay here forever. “I could lick your pussy for hours,” I whisper against her slick skin. “And I will, if that’s what it takes.”