Page 179 of The Upper Crush


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She nodded. ‘It’s the most perfect gift I’ve ever received.’ She placed the bow carefully back in the box. ‘Thank you.’

Emotion gripped his throat. Moving forward, he took the box from the bed, put it by the window, then turned and faced her. ‘Ready?’

Her nostrils flared. ‘For what?’

His heart sped up, but he kept his posture relaxed. ‘To hold up your end of our deal. You liked my present. So now I get to do whatever I want to you.’

She took a sharp breath, her hands twisting in the cotton of her pyjama bottoms. ‘Your parents are two rooms away.’

‘Can you be quiet?’

‘Yes.’

‘Good… Now, take off your clothes.’

She ran her gaze down his body. ‘Ditch the towel.’

He raised an eyebrow. ‘And there was me thinking I was in charge. Are you going to say please?’

‘Now.’

He smirked. ‘That’ll do.’ Tugging the towel away, he dropped it to the floor, then gripped his cock and ran his hand from base to tip. Pleasure shivered across his skin, but he kept his breathing steady. He’d had months to prepare himself mentally for this moment. The second time he had sex with Estelle, he was determined to keep his body and his emotions under control.

She, on the other hand, he wanted to pleasure so completely that when she thought of her ideal man, all she saw was him.

She was trying to be cool, but goosebumps were spreading across her lower arms as she stared at him stroking his shaft. Widening his stance, he clenched his abs.

‘Star?’

Her eyes darted to meet his, as if shocked to find his cock had a person attached to it.

‘You want this?’

She nodded.

He took a step forward. ‘Then take off your clothes.’

Tearing them off, she stood before him, one hand straying to her inner thigh as if wanting to touch herself.

James held his breath as he took her in. Everything about Estelle seemed designed to drive him out of his mind. From her wild curly hair, her velvet dark eyes and voluptuous curves, to her strong thighs that he wanted clamped around his head. She licked her lips, and he stifled a groan. Whether verbally slicing and dicing him, or sucking his soul out through his cock, he couldn’t get enough of Estelle’s sharp and sinful mouth.

‘Sit,’ he commanded.

She perched on the edge of the bed.

He stepped closer. ‘Spread your legs.’

She hesitated, her cheeks darkening.

‘I want to see all of you.’

Slowly, her knees parted until she was completely open to him.

Gritting his teeth, he forced the rush of desire back down, then went forward until they were almost touching.

She leaned in as if to suck his cock, and he shook his head. ‘Lie back.’

She did, one hand moving to her pussy.

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