I glance between us, taking in this magnificent woman—the star of my dirtiest dreams and filthiest fantasies is in my bed and almost fully bared to me. I want to throw my head back and howl at the moon, but that would be a waste of precious time I could be using to make Dee scream my name over and over again.
But Dee proves she isn’t a meek, shrinking violet when she growls in frustration, frames my jaw in her hands, and slams her mouth to mine. “Fast first, honey. Slow, later.” As if to punctuate her point, she kisses me again, sucking on my tongue while her hands roam everywhere. Falling back onto the mattress, she pulls me onto her. Our bodies align, my hips rolling into hers as she thrusts up. The switch in speed makes my head swim and my cock throb.
I shift down the bed, straddling her thighs and wrapping my lips around her nipple. I roll the other between my fingers, loving the way she arches into my mouth. Her hands in my hair encourage me lower, and when I drag the tip of my tongue along the edge of her black satin underwear, any plan and self-control I had to take my time with Dee jumps out the window and runs down the road. I’m like a raging fire, and Dee is the fuel making me burn bright.
“Please, Rhodes. I want to feel you.” Dee’s voice is a rough, velvet whisper, and it unleashes something inside of me. I tear her panties away with her help before I splay my hands on her spread thighs, my gaze drifting from her flushed face to her exposed sex. And if I wasn’t done for before, I am now. She braces herself on her elbows as I hook her legs over my shoulders and lay my chest on the bed before dragging my flattened tongue from her clit to her soaked core. Her taste explodes on my tongue, my senses jumping into overdrive. Then her fingers are gripping my hair, and I’m eating like a starving man who’s never going to dine again. My own hands frame her hips and roll her against my mouth, wanting to reach every single inch of her, needing to drive her absolutely crazy with lust until she can’t take anymore and begs for release. I want the memory of my name being torn from Dee’s lips to haunt me every single time I’m in my bed without her near me.
I slowly push one finger inside her, vibrating my tongue against her clit, but it’s not enough. I want to bury myself deep and make us fall off the edge together.
Surging over her body, I pull off my boxers and flick them away with my feet, leaving my bare cock sliding against her wet core.
“Rhodes . . . I need . . .”
“I just need to get a condom, yeah?” Then I’m kissing her hard and fast and pushing off her to stand beside the bed.
She frowns and scrunches her nose up, making me wonder why the fuck I don’t have protection in my nightstand. It’s not like I didn’t know this could happen.
“Where are you going?”
Bending at the waist, I lean into my hand beside her head and touch my mouth to hers again, unable to get enough of her. “Since we promised to be honest . . . I don’t have sleepovers. I don’t bring women home, which means I don't have condoms within reach.”
Her lips form an O, which of course I have to kiss with a grin on mine.
“So, as much as I don’t want to break the mood, I’ll be right back.” I straighten and stride out of the room and along the hall to the main bathroom where I grab what I need from the vanity. I damn near run back to my bedroom before shutting the door and locking it behind me, grinning at a still puzzled Dee, who’s now sitting up, leaning against my headboard, naked as the day she was born with absolutely no shame or embarrassment. My cock bobs in approval under her gaze. She looks me up and down, her smile widening when she spots the box of condoms in my hand.
She arches a brow. “Do I wanna know?”
“I’m a responsible parent of a sixteen-year-old, who I’m not going to talk about when I have plans for you. But I’ll be replacing this box tomorrow—since, if I have my way, we’ll be making a dent in this one in future.”
“How about being responsible and putting one of those on and getting back into this bed with me?”
“Best fucking idea ever.”
She nods at the box.
“How about you get on that before I have to take matters into my own hands . . .?”
My eyes jump to her arms as she lifts them to her breasts and palms over her nipples before dragging her fingers over her stomach toward her spread legs. She lies flat on her back in the bed as she does it and gives me the best view ever as she runs two fingers over her clit then lower… pushing them inside where my hands and tongue just were.
“Fuck!” I rip the box open and separate a foil packet from the strip, dropping all but the one condom onto the floor. I bring it to my mouth and tear the packaging with my teeth before spitting it out and moving to put the latex ring on.
“Wait!” Dee says, low and breathy. She crawls on her hands and knees to the edge of the bed, craning her neck to meet my eyes and crooking her finger to bring me closer. Her warm breath fans over the head of my cock before she licks around the tip and swallows me whole, her fingers wrapping around the base and working in tandem with her lips as she draws me
