“I’ll say. The sheer things you’re wearing on your legs are distracting. I’d say that’s powerful.”
My face warmed, but Jeff didn’t waste a second before reaching out and placing his on my sides. “You’re maddening.”
“Me?” My voice came out throaty and flirty when he slid his large hands up and started massaging my neck. It felt really goddamn good and I closed my eyes.
“Yes, you.” His voice dropped to a dangerously low tone. “Have you thought about it?”
“The investigation?” I responded, damn well ignoring the intent of his question. He responded with a growl and moved his hands to my chin, using his thumb to trace my bottom lip.
“You’re toying with me, Amber, and I’m having a hard time being a gentleman right now. I want nothing more than to rip this dress off you and finish what we started last night but before I can, I need you to say yes.”
“Investigators-with-benefits?”
“I don’t give a fuck what you call it. I just want to make you feel good and be inside you.”
A whimper escaped from the back of my throat and my gaze snapped open to see his amused expression. He heard it and knew I was seconds away from caving. But then lifted the veil of worry I wore. “We’ll go as slow or as fast as you want but, Amber, we both know how explosive it would be between us.”
“Okay.”
His answering grin sent a thrill through me. “Turn around. I want to take this dress off you, but I don’t want to damage it.”
I obeyed and trembled when he slowly undid the zipper from my neck to just above my ass. He grazed my spine with one of his fingers, causing me to shiver, and I bit down on my lip to prevent any unwarranted sounds. The material slid to thefloor and, in broad daylight, I stood in Jeff Maddow’s room in a black bralette, boy-shorts and pantyhose. But instead of being insecure and nervous, I felt alive.
He stood behind me, running his mouth over my neck while his fingers teased my already hard nipples. “Mm, you taste just as good as I remember.”
“Really?” My voice shook when he spread my legs wider with his own. It left me completely exposed and I gasped when he reached between my thighs and teased the outside of my panties.
“I wonder if you’ll taste just as good down there. I’d really like to find out, Amber.” He pinched my nipples hard, relaxing his grip before doing it again, and I moaned at the pleasure of it. “But first, I’d like to suck on your pretty tits for a while.”
My entire body shook with need when he picked me up like I was nothing and placed me onto his bed—not with my head on his pillow though. My legs hung over the side, giving him the perfect angle to kneel between my thighs. He removed the bralette with ease and gave me a scorching stare before swirling my nipple in his warm mouth.
“I love this,” I moaned. “Never enjoyed it before…oh!” He sucked it hard and used his free hands to slide my panty-hose down my legs, over my feet and onto the floor.
“It’s probably fucked up,” he said, kissing down my body, stopping just at the lace of my panties. “But pushing you outside your comfort zone is fucking hot.”
“Not fucked up,” I moaned, gripping his perfectly styled hair. He was too clean-cut and I wanted him messy…like me. He traced the outside of my panties, right over my clit, and gave a throaty laugh when I jumped at how good it felt.
“Feeling okay?” He stood a little to lean over my naked torso, his eyebrows drawn together. “No regrets?”
“No.” The back of my throat got tight at the concern in his voice. It was too personal, too kind and the errantwhat if thisgoes badlythoughts started to intrude so I reached out to his hand and moved it between my legs. “Touch me.”
His eyes lit up and he sprung to action. He went back on his knees, caressing my chest, nipples and thighs before sliding my panties off and inserting one finger into me. “Christ, you’re ready for me.”
“Yes.” I squirmed on his bed at the continuous in and outward motion of his finger. He added a second and flicked his tongue against my swollen clit. “Oh my god.”
He combined the two actions, changing between sucking and swirling his tongue on me, humming as he pressed down hard with his mouth. He curled his fingers and increased his pace, the familiar tightening of my muscles starting as a slow burn formed in my core. I was so close, seconds away from the release I desperately needed. The only sounds were my whimpered cries and the wetness of his tongue lashing against me before my orgasm hit me full force, the pleasure spreading through each limb, causing his name to escape my lips in a moan. “Jeff, yes!”
“Fuck,” he grunted, pressing down on my stomach as I bucked against his face. He let me ride it out before pressing one more kiss on my swollen lips. “That was…hot.”
I kept my eyes closed when I tried to catch my breath, but Jeff didn’t let me rest long. He reached up toward my breasts again, caressing them while slowly tracing my inner thighs with his tongue.Thank god he has such long arms.“A-again?”
“Amber. Your body is begging for another release.”
I glanced down to find his gray eyes dilated and entranced with my bare pussy. “I’ve only ever had two back-to-back orgasms, but it took a lot of work.”
“Interesting.” He dragged his tongue past my entrance, up over my clit, over my soft chubby middle and to my chest. Then he moved me so my head rested on his pillow and he quicklyremoved his shirt.Good god, his chest is perfection.“Should we make a bet?”
“A bet?” I mumbled almost incoherently. He moved his hands up and down my legs, massaging and tickling my skin as though he had all the time in the world.
