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Shay knelt on the bed and looked back at me over her shoulder. The thin strap of lace on the crotch of the lingerie disappeared deep into the folds of her pussy. "You could, but I'm so hot right now, I might have to start without you." She rolled onto her bottom and leaned back on her hands to give me a better view of her breasts.
"So . . . that's a no." I pushed my shorts to the floor.
Shay laughed as I dove onto the bed, my face landing right between her legs. "I've got to taste you, darlin', before I go out of my fucking mind." I scooted my face closer, her scent already making me crazy with wanting her. "Rest back and reach your hands up over your head."
As she leaned back and reached up her arms, I ripped the thin piece of lace on the crotch. The lacy material rode up above her pussy. I looked at her over the soft mound. Her eyes drifted closed. I lowered my mouth to her pussy and trailed hot kisses along it until she whimpered and spread her thighs wider in invitation.
I pressed my fingers against her and spread her wide to tease her clit until she was gasping for more. "I knew I'd love the way you taste, baby. You're my tiny dancer. You're mine from now on." I dove my tongue into her. She cried out in pleasure.
Shay pressed her feet against the mattress, and I lifted her ass higher with my free hand. I kissed and licked her, enjoying every inch of her.
She lowered her hands and tangled her fingers in my hair. "I want you, Nash. Now, please. I want to come with you inside of me." Just hearing the words nearly took me to the point of no return.
Reluctantly, I pulled my mouth from her pussy and quickly rolled on the condom.
Shay was reaching for my arms as I lowered myself over her. "This is all I want right now," she whispered. "You holding me in your arms while you fuck me and tell me how much you want me. Nothing else, just that." Her voice wavered as she spoke, and the sound of it twisted around my heart.
I lowered myself over her and gently pushed my cock into her, feeling her wet heat as I went deeper. She fit me like a glove. I knew she would. I knew she was made for me. I placed my hand against the side of her face as I pumped into her. "I want you, Shay. I've never needed anything so badly as I need you."
She curled her arms around my neck and pulled my mouth to hers. "This time, let's try it without a contract."
"Good idea." I pushed my mouth down over hers.
35
Six months later
Shay was like a little kid, leaning down to see out the window of the jeep. "Now will you tell me where we're going? I've never seen this part of the city before." She looked back at me. "It's kind of depressing."
I pulled into the alley that led behind the big empty building. "We're here."
She stared out at the dilapidated brick facade of the building.
"Do you like it?" I asked.
Shay looked over at me. "I feel like I should say yes because you look kind of excited. So yes?"
I motioned for her to get out. "Come on. You'll be excited too . . . I hope." I pulled the key out of my pocket.
"You've got a key," Shay said over my shoulder. "Why do you have a key?"
I pushed the door open, and the smell of dust ushered out. "Because I own it."
Shay's brown eyes circled around warily as if she expected large spiders or rats to jump out at her, which was probably a smart move.
I took her hand and led her to the center of the large front room. Plaster was chipping off the walls and there were cracks in the front windows, but the original wood floor was in good shape. "I thought it could be a dance studio. Your dance studio."
Her eyes rounded. "My dance studio? Do you mean—"
"Like I told you, I was creating a philanthropic plan for the estate. The Starling School of Arts is my first project. I bought the entire block. You can develop the site any way you like. The kids won't need to pay tuition. That's part of my plan too."
She stood speechless in the center of the room, looking around in shock. "I can't believe it. You did this for me?"
"Technically, it's for the kids, but yeah, for you. I'm having a hard time gauging your reaction because you are unusually quiet."
She gazed around the room. "That's because I already have a million ideas running through my head." She turned to me. "Oh my gosh you perfectly loveable, wonderful and exquisite man!" She jumped into my arms and kissed me.
WINGMAN
Copyright © 2017 by Tess Oliver
Cover model: Levi Stocke
Representation: LA Models
Cover photographer: Lane Dorsey
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