Page 58 of Thirsty Bodyguard Summer

I drew back, circled the head, then lowered my mouth again. His thighs tightened beneath my free hand.

“Look at me,” he said.

I raised my eyes.

Shane kept his eyes on mine while my lips moved around his cock. His chest lifted with each controlled breath, but the control was already breaking.

“You have no idea what you look like,” he said.

I released him long enough to answer. “I have a mirror.”

“That wasn’t what I meant.”

“I know.”

I took him back into my mouth.

His head tipped toward the ceiling.

“Cassi, I’m close.”

I stroked the base faster and hollowed my cheeks.

His fingers curled against my nape, then loosened when I drew back.

“I’m going to come.”

I kept my mouth on him.

Shane groaned my name as his cock pulsed against my tongue. I swallowed while his thighs trembled, then eased back when the last contraction passed.

He leaned one hand against the counter.

I rose slowly.

“That was an excellent answer,” he said.

“You didn’t ask a question.”

“I’ve forgotten several important details.”

“I’m sure the rehearsal will come back to you.”

Shane pulled me against him and kissed me.

He tasted himself on my mouth and made a rough sound low in his throat. His hands moved down my back and over my hips.

I kissed him until his breathing steadied.

Then I kissed his neck, his chest, and the gold chain resting against his skin. Shane slid his fingers beneath my dark-navy top and traced my bare waist.

“You’re overdressed,” he said.

“I’m wearing fewer pieces than you were.”

“You removed the important ones.”

“I’m efficient.”