He sets the book on the table next to the sofa and sits up. “I only arrived ten minutes ago, Princess.”
“I didn’t see your vehicle.”
“It’s in the garage. You sound suspicious. I came home early to see you, baby girl.” He taps his lap and gives me that dark stare. “Come here.”
“Oh.” I bite down on the edge of my bottom lip, rubbing my inner thighs together.
“What’s wrong?” he asks while his eyes move to the hem of my dress. His tongue peeks out from his mouth, sliding lazily over his lips.
“Nothing. I just missed you, and I was going to surprise you.”
“Surprise me with what?” he asks, brows lifting in a lecherous way.
“This.” I unzip my dress and then let it fall to the floor.
“Fuck, Elsa. Princess, I love this.” I bought a new bra and panty set in Dallas with the girls, but I never had a reason to wear it because it was too provocative. Miles’s admiring gaze makes it all worth the wait.
“Come here. It’s time for you to show me what you have under these panties.” He reaches out and slides his finger under the strap of my panties, rubbing my hip. “Climb up on the sofa.”
“What?” I gasp and release a moan.
“You heard me, fiancée. Get that pussy up in my face.”
“You want to eat me like this?”
“Yes, you threw down the damn gauntlet, woman, so bring that pretty kitty over here.” I climb up onto the cushions with my heels on. I’m staring at him so that we’re face to face.
He slides his fingers between my legs and strums my pussy over the lacy material, soaking the fabric. “That’s right. You’re a good girl, baby. Spread those legs. Tell me what you want. You wore this to tempt me, so tell me what you want me to do to your sexy body.”
“I want you to eat me out like I’m a five-course meal.”
“Damn right, sweetheart. I’m starving.” My lips are crushed by his. “I’m going to eat you up, and then I’m going to ruin you all over again. This week has just been a sample of what our life will be like. I am not going to stop worshipping your naked body.”
“Miles, please don’t.”
“Don’t what?”
“Don’t stop,” I plead, tilting my head to the side, allowing Miles’s tongue to dip along my collar bone. “Oh lord. You make me so wild,” I confess.
The man is insanely talented, and he’s making sure to give me what I need. His hand slips down the front of my body, snaking under the ruined panties. “Fuck, Princess. You’re soaked.”
“What are you going to do about it, Miles?”
“Use it to my advantage, of course.” I’m quickly lifted up, and my pussy is riding his face. I don’t even feel the panties falling off my body, but I see them in his hand as he caresses my arm. His mouth works at my core, dragging every damn drop of juice out of me. I cling to the back of the sofa, body rocking forward. Slowly I try to lift up and not suffocate him, but he growls, smacking my ass. “Ride me, baby.”
“Fuck, I’m coming.” My thighs shake around his head and I throw my body forward, trying to ride out the violent orgasm tearing through me.
“I need you in me now,” I pant, feeling so damn heated. I don’t know what dam he broke, but I want him—big dick, talented tongue, and all. I drop down to my knees and undo his belt. Mistress yelps and barks at us.
“Go lay down,” Miles orders, and she does. “Mommy is fine.”
“Better yet, stay put.” He gets up off the sofa with his cock still tucked away, but his pants are undone and his face is glistening with my wetness. He opens the library door and calls for Mistress. “Go play, Mistress.” She runs out the door. “Daddy has to thank Mommy for his present.” He locks the door and turns to me.
“Now, where were we?” He smirks and then stalks toward me. “Turn around and bend over.”
“You don’t want me to suck—” He twirls his finger in a circular motion, telling me to spin around.
“Honey, if you suck my dick, I’ll be nutting between those talented lips in seconds. Even though I can’t get you pregnant yet, I want to feel my cum splash that tight pussy, coating it.”
