Total pages in book: 123
Estimated words: 115833 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 579(@200wpm)___ 463(@250wpm)___ 386(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 115833 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 579(@200wpm)___ 463(@250wpm)___ 386(@300wpm)
“You good?” he breathed. I was nodding before he’d even asked the whole question. It’d been too long since I was kissed or touched like this. Too long since I’d been dominated by a man who exuded nothing but masculine energy.
Deke came back down for more, slipping his tongue between my lips and eliciting another moan from me. He pushed the hem of my dress farther up to reveal my panties, then glanced down at them. They were black with a white lace trim.
“Fuck,” he rumbled as he pressed himself deeper into me. He was rock hard already, thrusting himself against me. Every shift of his hips caused the friction to build and made me ache.
I circled my arms around the back of his neck and let him lay kisses on the hollow of my throat. He sucked on the soft flesh at the bend of my neck, then said, “I wanna fuck you so bad right now, Davina,” as he pressed the ridge of his dick harder on me. He ground his hips up and down, groaning as he carried his mouth back up to mine and claimed my lips.
This moment was overwhelming in the best way possible. I could feel Deke everywhere—the heat of his breath caressing my cheek when our lips parted, the softness of his full lips as they covered mine. His hips kept grinding so the bulge of his dick could rub against my clit, and I swear I was about to come from the friction alone.
I hated that his jeans and my panties were in the way but was also glad, because if they weren’t, we’d have been fucking like horny teenagers on this canopy.
Just when I felt I was about to roll into an orgasm, Deke snatched his lips away and murmured, “Stay just like that.”
He climbed down my body until his face was between my legs, then he tucked a finger beneath my panties to tug at one side of them.
It was that action alone that made me freeze. But when he said, “I need to taste you,” I sat up.
“Wait,” I breathed, pushing his hand away from my panties.
“What?” he said just as breathily. His eyes swiveled up to mine, glossy and confused as he pulled his hand away. “What’s up?”
“I, um . . . I haven’t done any upkeep down there in a while.” Three whole weeks to be exact. I used to get a full bikini wax every month, back when Lew was healthy and our sex life was thriving, but lately I’d been resorting to shaving to make ends meet, and I hadn’t even done that. I didn’t need to, really. Who was I shaving for? No one was going to see what was down there, whether it was bare or a full-blown bush.
But now, someone was going to see, and that someone just so happened to be one of the most famous basketball players in the world. That didn’t feel right. If I were to ever do anything sexual with Deke Bishop, I needed to be ready for it in all ways.
Deke still appeared confused as he looked from my eyes to my panties. “What are you talking about?”
“I haven’t shaved or waxed in a while,” I finally said. “I’ve just been so busy with work, and I mean, I’ve been keeping to myself really, so there was no need to—”
“Wait, wait.” Deke huffed a laugh as he briefly closed his eyes to let it all register. When he opened them again, he asked, “Do you really think I care about that, D?”
I blinked down at him, unsure what to say.
“Let me put it to you this way,” he said, hooking that same finger beneath my panties again. He tugged one side down, and I sank my teeth into my bottom lip as he used that same finger to do the other. “I’ve wanted to taste you from the moment I walked into your office and saw you in those tight peach pants.” He dragged my panties down and removed them with so much ease I was positive he’d performed this action many, many times before. “And I promise you, not a single hair on your body is gonna stop me from eating this pussy.”
I shuddered a breath as he spread my legs farther apart and settled his head between them. He peered up at me with hungry, heated eyes, then dragged his tongue over his full lips.
“Now make me a happy man right now, and feed me.”
THIRTY-FIVE
DEKE
This moment with Davina was a motherfucking dream.
Here she was—this woman I’d been wanting for months, lying right here with her pussy in my face and her hand on top of my head.
She smelled good, vanilla perfume mixing with her natural feminine scent. She was worried about some hair, but that didn’t bother me a damn bit.