Standby (Open Skies Book 4) by Becca Jameson (popular e readers .TXT) 📕

He laughed as a shudder wracked his body. “Shayla, that is never going to happen, so you might want to wipe your mind of the vision.”

She shrugged. “We’ll see.”

He chuckled again. “We will not. Now… I think I’d like a show.”

“A show?”

“Yep. I bet you’re pretty horny since you keep trying to tempt me. Let’s fix that.”

“What did you have in mind?” For the first time, her façade slipped just a bit. Enough to tell him she was largely bluffing. That was okay.

“How about you start by removing that thong and tossing it to me.”

She swallowed. Her cheeks heated too. Gorgeous.

She only balked for a moment though before untangling her legs, setting her heels on the sofa in front of her, facing him, and lifted her butt to pull her thong over her hips.

She took her time sliding it down her legs as if she were performing. Even better. He loved that she was getting into this.

When the lace was free of her feet, she tossed it dramatically toward him like a stripper.

He grinned and pulled the damp thong toward his nose, inhaling her scent. It was difficult to stifle a groan.

Keeping the sexy lace in his hand, he returned his gaze to her. “Spread your legs open, sweetheart. Let me see how wet you are.”

She bit into her bottom lip and leaned back, hiking the negligee up to her belly before parting her thighs as wide as she could.

He sucked in a breath at the sight of her pussy. Totally shaved bare. Her folds were wet and swollen. This was going to be brutal. He fisted her thong just to ground himself. “Part your lips, sweetheart. Show me more.”

She slid her hands down her inner thighs, totally giving him a show. When her fingers reached her pussy, she slowly pulled her lips apart and then dragged a finger through the slit.

“I didn’t say you could touch yourself yet, Shayla. There are rules here.”

Her breath hitched, and he was pretty certain she started trembling. So fucking hot.

He wanted to lean forward, crawl between her legs, and drag his tongue through her folds, but he wouldn’t. He was going to win this game, and when he did, he was going to tie this sexy imp to his bed and feast on her like a starving man.

“Since you got ahead of me and dampened your finger in that sweet pussy, I want you to suck it and tell me how you taste.”

She slid her hand seductively up her body and popped her pointer into her mouth, moaning as she hollowed her cheeks and then released her finger with a pop.

Damn.

“Good?”

She nodded. “Salty and sweet.”

“I bet. Do it again. This time push two fingers up inside that tight pussy and gather more of your arousal.”

She dragged her fingers down between her amazing tits and then her belly before easing them between her parted thighs and slowly pushing two of them deep inside her.

Her head tipped back, and she moaned loud enough to make his cock jump in protest. He wasn’t sure he’d ever seen anything this sexy. “That’s enough, sweetheart. Suck them clean now.”

She pulled them out, but her legs were shaking as she brought her fingers to her mouth and drew them both in deep.

He watched as she swirled her tongue around them, making sure she cleaned them completely of her essence.

Fuck me.

“Gorgeous.” His voice was gravelly. “Now, push that negligee up over your tits, sweetheart. I haven’t had the pleasure of seeing them directly yet.”

She flattened both palms on her belly, arched her chest forward, and eased the lace slowly up her torso, pausing at the bottom swell of her breasts until she finally revealed them.

He sucked in a sharp breath. She was so fucking sexy. Every inch of her. Her areolas were small dark disks, her nipples hard little nubs.

Again, he wanted to suckle them. Mold his hand to one and suck the other deep into his mouth. Would she moan? He knew she would.

“Take off the negligee, Shayla. Pull it over your head and toss it to the floor so it doesn’t get in your way.”

She eased it over her head, and he watched as her long silky hair slid through the lace before it was completely free. When she dropped it to the floor, she was left gloriously naked in front of him.

“You know…” she said in a sulky voice. “This isn’t really fair or even. How about if you remove your clothes too.”

“Mmm. Maybe. Not yet.” He would do that for her, but if he did it right now, he would come before he had a chance to watch her.

She pouted.

He smirked. “Stick that pillow you’re leaning against under your back so you can lie back and relax.”

She slid the pillow lower, forcing her chest to arch a bit more when she leaned her head against the arm of the couch.

“Legs open. Wide, sweetheart. I want to watch your pussy while you play with your tits.”

She parted her thighs once more, giving him exactly what he wanted.

“Now, cup your breasts. Squeeze them. Fondle them. Don’t touch your nipples until I say so.”

She licked her lips and then leaned her head back and cupped her tits in both hands, molding her fingers to the little mounds, lifting them and squeezing them gently.

“So sexy…” His words were hoarse. More like a breath. “Thumb your nipples for me now. Flick them over the tips.”

She whimpered as her thumbs slid over the sensitive buds.

“That’s a girl. Pinch them for me. Pull them away from your body.”

She pinched them between her thumbs and pointers, the tips growing larger and stiffer as she worked them.

“Pinch harder. Give a little twist.”

She cried out, arching her chest as she followed his instructions. Absolutely nothing more gorgeous existed on the planet.

“Do you like that, sweetheart? Do you like having your nipples played with?”

She nodded.

“I bet you’d love it if I suckled them and let my teeth nip the tight buds.”

She groaned, her head listing