Page 14 of Wicked Lord

“Now, about this itch… Where is it?” My fingers trailed over her creamy thigh. “Here?”

She shook her head, grinning. “Nope.”

My hand skimmed higher, vanishing under her dress. “Am I getting closer?”

“Warmer.”

I leaned forward and licked her lip as I traced the fabric of her panties over her entrance, a wet spot already blooming across the silk material. “What about here?”

Her breath quickened, her hardening nipples straining against the dress. “Definitely hotter.”

I pulled her panties aside and brushed her clit before plunging a finger into her soaked pussy. “What about now?”

Cordi’s moan sent a bolt of desire right to my cock. I had to choke back the urge to rip her thong off and screw her against the wall. I didn’t give a damn if anyone caught us.

“That’s it, Axel.” Her head fell back as I fucked her with my fingers instead, my thumb circling her clit. “Feels so good. Don’t stop.”

“I don’t intend to.” My lips fell on hers, devouring her mouth like a starving man finally getting a meal.

Didn’t she realize I’d do this anytime she wanted if she were mine? I’d make her come day and night until she couldn’t speak—if she just let me.

Cordelia lifted her leg and looped it around my waist as she rocked her hips in time with my fingers. “No one knows how to get me off like you, Ax.”

I couldn’t stop the proud smile from breaking free as I dropped kisses on her throat, working my way to her chest. I yanked the straps of her dress down and sucked one of her tits into my mouth, my tongue licking her nipple. Fire poured through my bloodstream at the sound of her whimpers.

“I’m so close,” she panted, rubbing her pussy all over my hand. “Make me come.”

After a few more well-delivered thrusts and flicks of my tongue across her hardened bud, Cordelia’s pussy tightened around my fingers. She cried out as her orgasm hit.

While her eyes were glazed over, still in that post-bliss haze, I took a chance.

“How about we have dinner tonight?” I whispered against her neck. “Just the two of us.”

My words hit her like ice water, instantly clearing the lust from her eyes.

“Ax, I thought we talked about this.” She pulled her straps up, covering her tits. “We’re just friends with benefits. Nothing more.”

A boulder dropped to the bottom of my gut, but I forced a laugh. “Friends have dinner, Cordi. We do it all the time.”

She brushed the hair from her face and rested her hand on her flushed cheek. “You asking me after I just came all over your fingers is different. It sounds like a date.”

“Food is always on my mind.” I gripped her hair and jerked her to me, trying to distract her from my stupidity. “So is sex. Now, are you going to return the favor? I want my benefit, too.”

The words tasted bitter in my mouth.

How could I convince Cordelia that I was the guy for her, that we could be more than quick fucks here and there?

Before Cordi could respond, footsteps clashed against the sidewalk and Lorelei Battenberg rounded the corner, balancing a bunch of boxes in her hands. Her brow arched when she saw us.

“Looks like I’m not the only idiot here for the summer.” She tossed long gold locks behind her shoulder and scowled. “If you two are done getting each other off, can one of you help me with these damn boxes before I drop them?”

CHAPTER 7

A FANTASTIC IDEA

Lorelei

Cordelia leaned against the gray façade of Hearst Hall, her cheeks flushed and that I-just-had-an-amazing-orgasm sparkle in her eye. “I guess I could let you borrow Axel for a little bit as long as you promise to return him.”