Her brows furrowed. “What do you mean?”
He smiled and decided to just go for it. “I want you to sit on my face.”
Chapter Twenty
Stephanie scrambled up, trying to get away from his grip but Justin was too fast, damn it. All those years of baseball made him extra quick at just about everything he did.
“Not so fast, baby. I told you what I wanted. And as my nurse, you have to provide.”
“Justin, I don’t want you to overexert yourself.”
“Trust me, this isn’t going to wear me out.” He smiled, the look on his face positively wicked. “Well, maybe my tongue but that’s about it.”
She wanted to melt at his words, at the way he looked at her. As if he wanted to devour her.
Hmm, and she wanted him to, even though she worried.
“I don’t know.” She cocked her head. He wore a cocky grin and his gaze wandered over her face, his hands folded behind his head.
Yeah, he looked like a very well-satisfied man who wouldn’t take no for an answer.
“Come on, Stephanie. You know you want it.” He licked his lips for emphasis and she giggled. “Come here, babe.”
She did so, trying to position herself carefully. He guided her, grabbing the back of her thighs and hauling her closer.
“Hold onto the headboard.” She did, settling her knees on either side of his head. They sunk into the pillows, bringing her crotch even closer to her face.
If she thought about this position long enough, she’d be more than a little embarrassed.
“Justin...” She shifted, gasped when his hands wrapped around her thighs and pushed up her skirt.
“Shh, just relax and enjoy. Nice fishnets.” His thumbs brushed against her pussy and she shuddered. “Yet again I can see through your panties.”
“That’s the point.”
He smiled up at her, wicked as can be. “I like that about you. You always get right to the point.”
Oh goodness, so did he. The second the words came out of his mouth, he was pushing her panties aside, his fingers sliding into her wet pussy. She watched, breathless as his fingers played inside her, searching her folds, one long,
thick finger thrusting deep.
Her thighs trembled, her entire body shook and she waited in anticipation of his mouth, his magical tongue. Her body ached for him and she whimpered, wishing he would give her what she wanted.
He flicked her clit, his index finger doing a slow circle around it and she closed her eyes, losing herself to sensation. He moved, his hot breath blowing against her even hotter pussy and she waited, hanging on a delicious edge.
Finally, his tongue darted out, licking at her clit before it searched through her folds. Her body relaxed, her thighs spreading as wide as they could. He continued his thorough search, his tongue wide and wet and bringing her closer and closer to orgasm with his every pass.
His thumbs spread open her swollen pussy lips, giving him better access to her clit and he sucked the hard little bundle of nerves in between his lips. Stephanie gripped the edge of the headboard, her knuckles white with strain as her head slowly shook back and forth.
God, it felt so good, his thorough search of her, his lips and tongue and ooh, now his fingers coming into play. First one, then a second finger slid deep inside her, filling her and she moved against him, her hips thrusting against his face.
Glancing down, she watched his head between her legs, his dark hair mussed, his eyes closed as he continued to pleasure her. She bit her lower lip, her belly tightening, her body coming closer and closer and suddenly he opened his eyes, his gaze meeting hers.
She didn’t look away, she couldn’t. She felt captured, trapped by his gaze and his fingers thrust deep, his tongue curling around her clit, flicking it, sending her straight to heaven.
The orgasm swept over her in a blissful wave and she held onto the headboard for dear life, afraid she would collapse on top of Justin if she didn’t. He continued his gentle assault, his fingers thrusting, lips sucking, riding out her orgasm with her until she was nothing more than a quivering mass of flesh.
Huh. Exactly what she’d hoped to reduce Justin to and he’d done it to her instead.