Page 59 of Thirsty Bodyguard Summer
“That word has never sounded hotter.”
He lifted my top over my head.
My bra followed.
Shane stepped back.
My nipples tightened as his gaze moved over me.
He touched the freckles along my collarbone, then bent to take one nipple into his mouth.
I caught the back of his neck.
His tongue circled slowly before he sucked hard enough to send pressure between my thighs.
“Shane.”
He released me and kissed the other breast.
I pushed my fingers into his hair. “You’re supposed to be recovering.”
“I’m extremely motivated.”
He opened my charcoal trousers and slid them over my hips with my underwear. I stepped out of my shoes and kicked the clothing aside.
“Come here,” he said.
I was already within reach.
He gripped my waist and lifted me onto the dressing counter.
The move pulled a surprised laugh from me.
“You could’ve asked.”
“I’m asking now. Do you want to stay here?”
“Yes, I do.”
He drew my knees apart and crouched between them.
My palms pressed against the counter.
Shane kissed the inside of my knee and worked upward. His mouth reached my wet pussy with a slow lick that made my fingers clamp around the counter’s edge.
He held my thighs open and licked me again.
“More,” I said.
His mouth settled over my clit.
I leaned back against the mirror. The bulbs warmed my upper back while his tongue circled my clit and his hands anchored my thighs.
My heel dug into the edge of the counter.
“That’s it,” I said. “Keep doing that.”
His eyes lifted to mine without his mouth leaving me.
