Real Sexy (Real Dirty Duet #2)(58)

       
         
       
        

Her voice comes out in pants. "I'm strangely okay with that right about now."

"Then wrap your legs around me, because we're moving this conversation to bed."

"Do we have to?"

I meet her eyes. "The first time I fuck that tight little ass of yours isn't going to be on the kitchen counter. We can save that for the second time."





37





Ripley





Apparently, it's going to be a day of firsts.

My insides go liquid at Boone's words, but my legs wrap around his hips.

I've been thinking about this more than I care to admit since he initially brought it up, and today, of all days, is the one I would have picked too.

Today I conquered my fears and seized my chance at an amazing future, a future I desperately want to include this man-and not just because of how incredible he makes me feel in bed. The dirty, sexy side is a definite bonus, though.

When we get to the bedroom, Boone takes his time stripping me down to just my bra before reaching for his own shirt.

"No. Let me."

I rise off the bed and peel his T-shirt over his head before dropping to my knees in front of him to work his belt. Boone must read it in my expression, because he starts to protest when I wrap my hand around his cock.

"Sugar, I told you-"

"Stop. I want to give this to you."

Boone threads his hands into my hair. "What the hell did I do to deserve you?"

"I've been asking myself the same thing. I decided that we both got lucky."

"This isn't luck. This is hitting the jackpot of life."

I wink. "Just wait until I do this, then." I wrap my lips around his cock and suck him into my mouth.

Boone's fingers tighten on my hair, and I love the slight tug of pressure. Sucking deep, I feel tears gather at the corners of my eyes as the head of his cock hits the back of my throat. His groan fills the room.

"Goddamn, sugar."

Taking that as his stamp of approval, I keep going, feeling the answering pulse of heat between my own legs.

I want him. Want this.

And for the first time in my life, I'm going to have it all.

I continue working Boone's cock with my lips, tongue, and hands until he pulls free.

"You keep sucking me so good, I'll be coming down your throat instead of where I planned." His gaze is heavy on mine. "You trying to distract me? You change your mind?"

I shake my head. "No. I was just setting out to prove I'm no quitter."

The smile that spreads over Boone's face is everything. 

"Sugar, I could've told you that from day one. And guess what? I'm not either. You and I are in this together. Every step of the way."

He pulls me up to my feet and takes my lips, making even more silent promises. When we break apart, Boone spins me around and presses a hand to my shoulders. I bend over the bed, my ass in the air.

"Sweet Jesus, woman. Your curves never quit." He lands a heavy hand on my right ass cheek with a smack.

Heat shimmers in the shape of a handprint on my skin. Oh God. This is going to be intense.

But today, right now, none of the boundaries that I'd put around my life and my dreams matter. Today, there's nothing stopping me from reaching higher and taking more. Life won't smack me down this time.

Boone drops to his knees between my legs, spreading them wider with his broad shoulders.

"What are you-"

"Hush. I'm gonna play."

And that's exactly what he does. Boone's tongue darts out as he licks me from behind, setting my nerve endings on red alert. I press up on my toes, not trying to escape but to give him more room.

"So fucking sweet. I need more."

Boone rises to his feet and flips me over on my back after unhooking my bra and leaving me completely naked. Before I can catch my breath, he's on his knees, his head between my thighs, sucking my clit between his lips and sending me over the edge.

All my inhibitions are swept away by the second orgasm that slams into me after he plunges two fingers inside, teasing my G-spot until I scream.

"Soaked, sugar. Fucking soaked."

My eyes flutter open to see Boone licking his fingers clean.

Oh. My. God. I'll never get used to that.

After he fists his cock, he thrusts inside me, fucking my pussy with long, hard strokes.

"You're too damn tempting. I had to," he says on ragged breaths.

"But-"

"Don't worry. We're getting there." Boone winks and lifts my hips higher, hitting exactly the right spot.

While I'm coming apart, he pulls free, yanks open the door to the nightstand, and pulls out the lube.

I start to roll to my stomach, but Boone stops me. "I want to see your face when we do this."