Page 66 of The Deception: Hercules Valentine and I

I don’t want to hear them—not right now, at least. “Are you done eating?” I ask. When I look at her, all I see is beauty, sexiness, and a woman I need to be inside of stat.

She puts her fork down, her eyes just as on fire as mine. “Yes.”

I’m on my feet. “Then follow me.”

* * *

Damn.

I’m coming already. Her tightness grabs my cock like it’s her best friend. I’m trying to keep it going until she climaxes. But…

“Oh!” I pull out. I hate that—pulling out. “Oh, shit!” I ejaculate into my hand and mumble a string of curse words.

I was overexcited.What am I going to do when I can’t make love to Paisley Grove anymore?

She’s moaning as she curls up in a ball. I love it when I make her do that. I want her to orgasm. I want her sex to jerk and convulse and show me it’s alive.

“When are you going to get on the pill?” I open the drawer of my nightstand and take out a T-shirt to clean my hands.

She yawns while stretching. “Soon. Next week.”

Look at her body. Damn, she’s sexy.

That’s too late. “I think I can get you in to see someone tomorrow.”

She reaches up and rubs my shoulder. Her touch… she’s lucky my cock is spent.

“Hercules, I’m busy tomorrow, and I’m really tired.”

We just went at it hard. I made her shiver against my mouth seven times. I counted them.

I drop my shirt onto the floor. “Your wish is my command.”

She tosses her legs over the side off the bed and sits on the edge of the mattress.

“Whoa, where are you going?” I say, wrapping my arms around her waist and planting kisses on her back. Her skin is as soft as a flower.

She moans with delight. “You’ll take me home?”

“No. You’re sleeping here tonight.” I seize her clit and rub.

“Ah…” She breathes out a sigh.

I guide her back down in bed, and then she’s in my mouth.Seven more times, and one is almost done.