“You feel so good inside me,” I utter a phrase that makes my blush deepen.
“Imagine what I can do with the rest of my body if my fingers drive you this wild,” Boone speaks against my skin as he comes to a stop above my breasts. “Hell, I know what’s gonna happen.” He looks up at me, grinning widely. “Daddy’s going to ruin hislittle princess.”
My body starts to melt deeper into the sofa. Hands find their way around Boone’s shoulders, trying to latch onto him as if it’s going to stop me from sinking deeper into this pit of desire.
His tongue slithers out of his mouth, the tip finding my nipple a moment later. Between his finger inside me and the ticklish pleasure trickling from my bud, my entire body starts to writhe and shake. Electricity pulses through my body, and I can’t hold back a scream that forces its way through my lips.
“That’s it, baby. Come on Daddy’s fingers.” Boone’s hot breath tickles the wet spot over my nipples.
“Uh-huh.” I try to speak, but it’s the best I can muster behind the unearthly sounds Boone’s tearing out of me.
And just as I crest over the sweet release, Boone sinks his head between my legs. With a finger still knuckle deep, he laps at my clit with his tongue, drinking deep on the liquids he drew out of me. Savage noises bellow out of him. Hungry, eager, can’t get enough.
But the soothing effects of his tongue sliding over my scorched flesh are exactly what I need right now. Soaring this high above the world on my own little cloud of pleasure, I can’t get enough. Anything, everything, bring it on. I’m his to do with as he pleases as long as it keeps me feeling so damn good.
Looking down, his sharp gaze is fixed on me between my breasts. Watching as I moan and pull funny faces as another wave of fulfillment courses through me. And when he’s satisfied with his feast and the mess he’s left me in, Boone starts kissing me. My pussy, my thighs, and just about anything else he can get his lips on.
“Is that what you wanted, princess?” he asks just before running his tongue across the last wet spot he missed.
I nod, cupping his cheek in my hand and caressing his drenched lips with my thumb. “It was perfect, Daddy.”
“Then you better get ready for the main event.” He stands upright, immediately working his belt to loosen the shiny silver buckle, looking down at the messy puddle he left me in. I reach out, delicately brushing my hand against his erection tenting the front of his trousers. Tongue running along my lips in anticipation of my first look at it.
“I need to tell you something.” My voice is raw and hoarse from all the screaming, but it’s never sounded better in my ear.
“Hmm?” He’s resorting to grunts. Fully consumed by his primal instinct.
“I…” It’s only now that it hits me. Hand on his cock, nude on his sofa, drenched in a mix of saliva and pussy juice, I realize what I’m about to say.Confessis a better word for it.
And the tight bundle of nerves I thought the orgasm stripped away returns a thousand times worse. I don’t know why my virginity status would chase him off, but it’s not something I thought about until now.
“I’m a virgin,” I say it quickly, worried I might back out if I don’t.
“You’re what?” Boone’s voice booms, astonished at my announcement. But to my dismay, instead of looping his now-loose belt around his waist, he fastens it back in place.
“Don’t be mad, okay?” My unsteady breathing becomes more sporadic as I look into his eyes. Searching for an answer they just won’t give.
“Why would I be mad?” His brow furrows. Confusion’s better than anger, right?
“Because I didn’t tell you, an—” I don’t know..
“You want me to be your first? I’m not gonna be upset at you.” He chuckles, and relief washes over me. “But I’m not gonna break you on this sofa, either.” His tongue lazily slides across his lip as my heart starts to pound harder in my chest.
Break me … is there a better way he could’ve said that?
“No, that’ll have to wait. Something more intimate.” He kneels beside me and gives me a long, deep kiss. “Less chainsaw noises from the TV.”
I can’t say I’m pleased he’s not going to make me a woman tonight, but at least it gives me something to look forward to while I wait.
I kiss him again, swinging my arms around his shoulders and latching on tight.
My ruined vacation just became the best thing that ever happened to me.
6
BOONE
Two Days Later
