Page 145 of Unexpected Shot
I wasn’t lying, I really did just want a taste. Ever since I saw his reaction to me in this dress earlier tonight, all I could think about was looking up at him, my tits pressed up to high heaven, sucking him in and out, making him lose his god damn mind.
And now that I’m here, and have successfully done that, I don’t want to stop. Especially when he praises me like that. How’s a girl not supposed to open her jaw and take his cock all the way into the back of her throat when her husband says things like that?
“Fuck!” Beau hurries out and pulls me away, and I know it’s not because I did anything wrong. Oh no. I just nearly made this man come in five seconds. “Get up here.”
Beau hooks his hands beneath my arms and pulls me up, his mouth slamming into mine as I push his tuxedo jacket off his shoulders, quickly undoing his tie as our mouths move in a frantic unison.
“Undress me, Shelby,” he demands, his mouth moving to my neck, the only thing covering it the diamond necklace. “Strip me bare.”
I know he’s talking about his clothes, but somehow I wonder if there’s a double meaning. Because I know there is for me.
The man has stripped me bare inside, but in the best way. He freed me. He helped me shed the shield I’ve put around myselffor years. He’s slowly chipped away every piece of me I thought I needed to keep me safe.
It’s one of the many reasons I love him.
Because yes, I, without a doubt, no question, am absolutely in love with Beau Devereaux.
“You are way too clothed," Beau whispers in my ear as I toss his shirt to the floor. “How about you let me keep that promise from earlier, then you can go back to telling me every favorite thing about me. You know, because you don’t hate me.”
“Yes,” I moan as Beau steps behind me, taking the zipper in his fingers before slowly—ever so slowly—pushing it down my back. I concentrate on his sounds, because I know when he sees the lingerie I’m wearing, he’s going to lose his fucking?—
“God damn it, Shelby.”
There it is.
The corset is like nothing I’ve ever put on my body before. The black lace and barely there mesh is held together by piping that sucks me in so tight, I haven’t been able to breathe since I put it on. Add to it the black g-string that is so small I don’t know why I bothered, and I knew every second of that discomfort was going to be worth it for this moment.
“If I’d known this was under that dress, we wouldn’t have left the hotel room.”
“I had a feeling,” I say as I watch him trace his hands down my sides, slowly lowering himself to the ground until his face is in line with my getting-wetter-by-the-second pussy.
“Now I want to go back downstairs and kill every single person who looked at you tonight.”
“I don’t think that’s a very good idea,” I say, running my hands through his styled hair. “But what I do think is a good idea is if you slide my panties off. I know you want to.”
“I do,” he says, practically begging. “And then I want to lick your pussy while you wear that corset.”
“That can be arranged.”
I revel in the feel of Beau’s fingers as they glide up my legs,hooking each end of the fabric to bring them down, but not before putting a hot, open-mouth, kiss right in my center.
“You’re already wet, Belle,” he murmurs. “And I want it all over my face.”
I didn’t know I could come from words, but I think I just did.
I also don’t know if it’s because of the room, the mood, Beau on his knees, or a combination of everything, but I’m feeling daring. Sexy. I want it all. And I want it all with him.
“That’s another one of my favorite things,” I say. “My husband has such a wicked mouth and a spectacular tongue.”
His fingers press into my thighs, his mouth downright attacking me when he hears those words. I knew Beau unlocked a praise kink in me I didn’t know I had, but did I just learn that he has one too?
Hmm…this could be fun…
“So good,” I say, urging him along. I feel my legs starting to get wobbly, but I don’t want him to stop.
God, I never want him to stop.
I break away for a second, leaving him breathing heavily as I take a few steps toward the edge of the bed.
