How to Misbehave (Camelot 1)
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She released him and watched as he unzipped his pants and pushed them off, along with whatever he’d been wearing underneath.
And then she just stared.
It was so much … ruder than she’d been prepared for. Big and hard, jutting out from between his legs, purplish and swollen.
She’d seen them before, of course. Twice. But Tony’s was not—
Tony’s was—
Even her brain started to stutter.
“Bunny?”
“Don’t call me ‘bunny,’ ” she said, and her mouth felt like it was full of cotton.
He sat down on the bed, then stretched out beside her.
“You look like a bunny right now. You look like you think I might beat you to death with it.”
“It does kind of have a … cudgel-like look about it.”
“There you go again with the big words.”
“ ‘Cudgel’? It’s only two syllables.”
She was still staring at it. He scooted closer, and it brushed against her thigh.
So hot, and silky smooth.
“What’s a cudgel, like a club?”
“Yeah.”
“That’s a new one.”
“Sorry. It’s not that I don’t, uh— It’s just that I wasn’t ready.”
When he shifted again, his thigh moved between hers, and the whole hot length of him pressed against her hip.
Not like a cudgel at all. Like … like wanting, if it had a shape.
“I’ll make sure you’re ready,” he
said gently. “And then I’m gonna make you beg me.”
“Oh, good,” she whispered, before his mouth came down on hers again.
Chapter Nine
Amber kissed like two different women—confident and sensual one moment, shy and uncertain the next. When he skimmed his palm over her nipple, her lips parted and her knees came up. But when he took the invitation and moved his hand to her thigh, she squeezed her legs back together.
This was going to take some time.
Tony didn’t mind. He was a guy—he’d take sex just about any way he could get it. Fast and rough was hot. But so was slow, especially the first time. If it took hours to get Amber figured out, that was fine with him.
Though he might need a two-minute break to jerk off in the bathroom if she kept talking dirty to him. The word cock on her lips got him so hard it hurt.
For now, he just stuck to kissing her and let her do what she wanted with her hands. Those tentative fingers grew bolder, stroking up his back, then stopping just above his ass because she wasn’t quite brave enough to touch him there yet.