Page 5 of Such A Good Guy
My heartbeat pounds in my ear because I know what’s happening next. I bend over Luna on the bed, my long legs taut as I carefully fan her hair out. It’s heavy and thick in my hands. The feel of her hair between my fingers is my favorite thing in the world: deliciously silky and soft.
Just one snip.
She’ll never notice.
My cock is straining against my sweatpants, precum leaking down my fucking leg with how badly I want her.
Snip
Clutching my prize in my hand, I take another second to smell Luna, put my nose right under that hollow behind her ear that always smells goddamn amazing. Once I’m there, my mouth on her long dark curls, I inhale like a fucking drug lord, wanting to coat my insides with this scent.
My hands tangling in the sheets around her, I open my mouth and allow myself just one tiny lick. Just down her delicious throat.
But her skin is so soft, so decadently soft, tasting clean and fresh and succulent.
I allow myself another lick as a little shiver goes across her throat and arms. The goosebumps raise on her chest and I have to tighten my fists in the sheets to stop the spear of hot, needy lust that goes through me.
It takes an effort to drag myself away from her.
It’s become harder and harder to resist the siren call of her body and softness.
But Luna has said that being a gentleman is the primary qualification for the man she plans to marry.
And because that man is going to beme, I’ve done everything she said was a green flag and everything she said a good guy does, and that’s been true since the day I saw her with her nose buried inPride and Prejudice.
It’s not been easy.
But only a few more months now.
I grab my backpack, which is full of the equipment I stole from the doctor’s office on-board the cruise ship.
I know it’ll take the first time. Look at her gorgeous curves, that soft little belly, the round hips I want the dig my fingers into.
This is going to happen on the first shot.
And she wants this
I just need to move her a little bit.
Forcing my breath to slow, I move down her body. My fingers gently trace the outline of a little scrape on her knee, where she tripped over a gnome on the mini golf course today. I caught her before she hit the ground, but the sharp figurine still cut into her soft, delicate skin.
There’s a little drop of blood squeezed out still, and before I can control myself, I bend down and lick it up, having to repress a moan as the salty-sweet taste bursts on my tongue.
Shit
I barely have a chance to grab the jar and rip my sweatpants down before I can pour my boiling hot lust into it.
Shit
Luna always has this effect on me.
But today is about her soft little belly and me putting a baby into it.
My brain doesn’t seem to work like other people’s.
Because what she said today gave me the perfect idea to make her fully mine.
Guys always just want casual shit
