“Oh?” Lust flashed through her eyes as her lips parted slightly.
“One hundred percent planning to lay you out and devour every ounce of your sweet pussy until I have you begging to come.”
The skin of her cheeks flushed a light pink. “I can’t wait.”
I pressed a quick kiss to her forehead and stepped back. “Better get back to it before I decide to lay you out right here.” I didn’t even try to hide my hard as fuck cock as I openly adjusted myself.
Her eyes flared with protest and I chuckled, leaning back against the door frame as she turned back to her job with a slight pout. It was nice to know we were both on the same page, ready for some very intense and intentional time alone together.
Chapter Thirty-One
VIOLET
Dinner last nightat The Dock with Seth was perfect as usual. But our time together wasn’t nearly long enough. We’d had fifteen minutes in his car afterwards before he needed to head to the station. We took advantage of it by making out like we were teenagers again. He left me so turned on, but with promises of making it up to me the minute I showed up at his cabin that evening.
I squeezed my legs together to relieve some of the tension as I thought about all the dirty things he’d said he was going to do. If I thought it was hot when he said he’d have me for dessert, the way he laid out in detail how he’d use his tongue to drive me tothe brink and back was scorching. He was confident he’d have me begging for release. And of course I didn’t argue. I wasn’t big on gambling, but even I knew that was a bad bet. He hadn’t even touched me yet and I was dying to feel his caress. His mouth on me. His cock deep inside.
I pulled down the long driveway that weaved through trees until it opened to reveal a small cabin. My gaze landed on Seth standing on the porch, arms crossed. The sleeves of his button-down were rolled to his elbows, his strong muscular forearms on display.
I got out and slowly made my way up the short walkway, reveling in the way his heated gaze trailed down my body. I’d put extra thought into my outfit, hoping he’d like the plaid skirt and the added sexiness I wore underneath. And I’d skipped the bra, hoping the outline of my nipple piercings that he loved would drive him crazy.
I didn’t even have to guess if it all achieved the desired effect, because the second he was done running his gaze over my body and I was close enough, he reached out and pulled me to him. His hand tangled in my hair, and he claimed my lips, walking us backward until my back hit the wooden post of the porch.
His hand slid up my side and cupped my breast, brushing his thumb over my nipple and the piercing through the thin material of my tank.
He broke the kiss, tugging on my hair and exposing my neck to him so he could pepper kisses along the column of my throat. “I hope the no bra thing is only for me.”
I nodded. I was sure he didn’t want to hear that I occasionally went without one.
“I had a plan.” He nipped at the skin above my collarbone, and I arched into his hand that was still toying with me. “Make you dinner and then fuck your pretty pussy until you can’t walk.”
I really hoped he was changing the order of events, because I did not want to wait any longer to feel him inside me. “And now?”
He hooked a thumb under one of the straps of my top, lowering it down my arm until my breast was fully exposed. “Now, I want to fuck you right now. Right here.”
Being back in the woods, there probably wasn’t anyone else around, but the idea of being out here in the open had me so turned on. He tugged on my piercing with his teeth and a bolt of intense pleasure shot to my core.
I clinched my legs together. “What’s stopping you?”
“No condom,” he grumbled before flicking his tongue over my nipple.
“I’m on birth control and…” I really didn’t want to ruin the moment by telling him I’d been tested recently for everything under the sun because of my cheating ex.
He pulled back, staring at me with so much desire in his gaze that his typically hazel eyes were almost all black. I swallowed.
“I trust you.” His hand moved to the other strap of my tank, slowly pulling that one down my arm. “Do you trust me?”
I nodded. His mouth latched onto my other nipple, flicking and tugging on the metal bar, driving me higher and higher.
“I’m dying to find out if you’re wearing anything under this.” He trailed one hand up my thigh and a smirk pulled at my lips when his fingers brushed along the top hem of my fishnet thigh-high stockings. He groaned as his fingers ran over the leather straps attached. “Fuck, baby.” He stepped back. “Spin around and put your hands on the railing. I want to see it.”
I did as he asked, and a second later he flipped my skirt up, exposing my bare ass, only covered by the leather straps of my garter belt. I glanced back at him over my shoulder. The way he was drinking me in caused my pussy to throb. He looked like a man ready to devour his favorite meal.
He ran a finger under one of the straps and then flicked it against my skin. I pressed my teeth into my bottom lip, trying to stay quiet, but when he did it again, I couldn’t stop the moan that left my lips.
He ran his fingers between my folds. “Already so wet and ready for my cock.”
“Please, Seth.” My body vibrated with need as he used his fingers to spread my arousal around. “You’re driving me insane.”
