The Single Dad (The Dalton Brothers 3)
Fucking taunting me.
“Twelve more,” she said.
Past the waist of her pants was her bare stomach.
Flat.
Perfect.
The sports bra enhanced her cleavage, the tops of those gorgeous tits bulging from the material.
“Nine,” she continued.
If I inhaled deep enough, I could smell the coconut.
My eyes briefly closed as I imagined what that flavor would taste like on her skin.
How it would roll across my tongue as I licked her.
How it would swirl down my throat as I swallowed her.
My dick was hard and throbbing as she said, “Three more.”
I needed her.
“Great job,” she added and placed her hands near mine. “I’m going to take these. You need to rest before your next set.” She turned and set the weights on the floor.
Goddamn it, that fucking ass.
“Sydney …”
She rose and turned around, looking at me. “Yes?”
Those pouty lips.
Those eyes that induced the naughtiest thoughts in my head.
There was no way I could do another set without tasting her. Without having her wetness on me.
My dick was too hard for me to focus on anything but her.
“Come here,” I hissed, my stare dipping down her body. “Now.”
She smiled.
She knew exactly where this was going.
She bit her bottom lip. “I’m distracting you, aren’t I?”
And now, I knew she’d done it on purpose.
“It’s far past that.” I reached for her waist behind my head and guided her over until she was straddling the bench. As she went to sit on top of me, I stopped her and said, “No. Stand.”
My grip lowered to the base of her pants.
There would be too many steps involved for her to take them off.
I didn’t want to wait.
I needed her right now.
I positioned my hands at the crotch of her stretch pants and pulled until the cotton ripped.
“Ford!”
“I’ll buy you ten more pairs.” I created a sizable hole and demanded, “Get over here. Sit on my fucking face.”
She moved past my waist and up to my chest, stopping at my neck with only a few inches to go.
I leaned up and placed my nose at the base of the hole I’d shredded, inhaling her scent. “Fuck me, Sydney.” Our eyes connected, and my mouth watered for her. “I need you.”
Her fingers dived into my hair, pulling me toward her pussy as she took her final steps, closing the gap between us.
The moment she was over my face, I didn’t waste any time.