Beck cupped her arm and dropped kisses to her neck. “Try very hard. Now push your dress over your hips. Panties, too. Leave them on the floor.”
She complied, wriggling enough to have him biting back a groan as she swept the cotton, lace, and silk from her body. It pooled on the floor, leaving her clad in nothing but a strappy bra. He’d get to that in a minute; the hooks were right in front of him. But first, that luscious ass.
Dear god… He gripped her hips, knelt behind her, and dragged his mouth across each pert cheek. It wasn’t enough. He had to sink his teeth in, nip and lave. In his hold, she trembled, held her breath. Shit, he needed more. He bit harder. And sucked.
She yelped. “Beck?”
“Shh.” It was all he could manage to say.
Fuck, suctioning her smooth, perfect skin between his lips was already heaven, but then he took another sharp nibble and pulled her deeper into his mouth. Oh, yeah…
He stood back to admire his brand. A possessive fire he’d never felt scalded his veins, urging him to toss her down and mark every inch of her backside however she’d let him—right now.
But if he didn’t stop fixating on her ass, this was going to get out of control fast. Already, he was riding a dangerous edge.
Gathering his mental shit, he flicked her bra open and let it fall to the ground.
Now she was completely naked for him. Beck couldn’t fucking breathe.
As he glided his palm down her pure, peachy-pale back and cupped her gorgeous backside again, Heavenly wrapped protective arms around her chest.
Frowning, he pulled her arms to her sides. “Why are you trying to hide?”
“I’m nervous.”
“About?”
“I’m naked.”
“That’s how I wanted you.”
Heavenly let out a little huff. “What if you don’t like what you see?”
“Impossible. I’m already exercising more self-control than you can imagine to stop myself from devouring you. Now turn around so I can see you, little girl. I want to watch you play with your pussy for me. I won’t touch you without your permission. If, at any time, you want to end this, all you have to do is say ‘stop.’”
Body tense, she nodded. Then she took in a shaky, fortifying breath and slowly turned around.
Through the windows, sunlight streamed, kissing her everywhere and making her glow golden. Beck felt his jaw drop. He nearly lost his tongue. “Goddamn, you’re beautiful.”
The gentle slope of her shoulders gave way to delicate collarbones, then down to lush, round breasts that seemed to defy gravity, topped off by the prettiest blushing pink nipples he’d ever seen. Beck wasn’t a boob man, but he’d absolutely make an exception for Heavenly. Her torso curved into the gentle valley of her small waist, followed by the flare of her feminine hips. Between trim thighs, her pussy hid shyly behind a dusting of pale down. Hell, even her feet were petite.
She was every fantasy he’d never realized he had in one perfect package.
A tentative smile curled up her lips. “You’re being kind.”
“I’m being honest.” He reached for her breast, then remembered his promise. “Will you let me?”
Heavenly gave him a jerky nod.
Her nipples had beaded under the gentle stir of the air conditioning, but they tightened even more the moment he cradled the weight of her breast in his hand. Then he did the same to her other, sweeping his thumbs across the hard tips, fascinated by the way she gasped and her knees buckled and a flush rose all over her body.
He had to taste them.
Beck bent and lifted a nipple to his lips. “You okay with this?”
“Uh-huh.” Her voice sounded deliciously unsteady.
He smiled as he lowered his head the last inch and sucked the velvety bead into his mouth, laving her with his tongue and moaning around her flesh. Her head rolled back on her shoulders, and she curled her hands around his head, urging him closer.
After working the bud for long minutes, he drew back and popped it from between his lips, then lavished the same treatment on the other, sliding the first between his thumb and forefinger. Heavenly wriggled against him, her little moans an encouragement to lay her down, spread her out, and take everything she offered. But they’d negotiated—not that she realized it—and he’d promised her boundaries.
Beck forced himself to step back with a reluctant sigh. “Thank you. Lie on the bed.”
Slowly, she eased back, sitting first, then lying down, scooting to the center, splaying out in a pose he didn’t think she meant to be sexy. But hell if it wasn’t—lips, arms, and thighs all parted unconsciously as if she waited for him.
“That’s it. Show me how you make yourself feel good.”
Heavenly shot him a nervous stare. “You’re really going to stand over me and watch?”
“To start with.” He gave her a wry smile. “As gorgeous as you are, I might have to join you and give myself some fucking relief.”
“I’d like to see that.” She smiled in spite of her tension, her expression unconsciously come-hither. “Maybe I’ll help you.”
Jesus, she kept surprising—and arousing—him. When he finally fucked her, Beck had a feeling she was going to wreck him.
“You’re welcome to touch me anytime, anywhere, any way. Now be a good little girl and put your fingers in your pussy.”
Heavenly nodded, then laid her hands on the fluttering flat of her belly before letting her right drift down unerringly into her damp curls. With her left hand, she parted her pouting folds, showing him all her prettiest, most private pink parts. Even at a distance, he could tell she was aroused.
“Are you wet?”
She gave him a shaky nod.
“Tell me. Say it.”
“My pussy is wet.”
Her whisper was so faint and
