“That’s why you’re the town playboy. Don’t get close, can’t get hurt.”
“Bingo.” I tap the tip of her nose.
“Damn. I’m sorry. That sucks. I get it now, the playboy thing that is.”
“Truth or dare?” I ask, changing the subject.
“Oh, easy. Dare. I don’t do truths.” She laughs.
“I’ll figure out the reason for that later. But are you sure you want a dare?”
“So sure, Officer Keaton.”
“Strip.” I raise my brows, waiting to see if she’ll follow through.
“That’s it? Strip?” She giggles, already slipping off her shorts.
“I didn’t say I was done. This is just step one.” I move to the counter, pushing everything out of my way.
Her eyes track my movements as she moves to peel off her bra.
“Get on the counter. Spread eagle.” My lip twitches at the corner, trying to conceal the smile that bubbles up.
“I think I’m too short,” she says, placing her hands on the edge.
My hands grip her hips, setting her on the counter, and she follows my direction and splays herself on the counter spread eagle, a leg hanging over each side of the island.
“What’s your plan for me now?” She bites her bottom lip, staring at me.
“My plan is to taste every fucking inch of your skin, Goddess.”
She squeaks when I jump up, hovering over her.
“That good with you?”
“Yup.” She pops the P. “Taste away.” Settling into the counter, she puts her body on display for me.
I lick my lips before diving in, starting at her wrist, kissing my way up to her neck, across her collar bone, and down the other arm. Her peaked nipples graze across the thin tank top I wore for the run.
They’re calling to me, begging to be sucked, and I happily answer the call, sucking one pert nipple into my mouth before kissing my way to the other. Her back arches into me, off the counter.
“Fuck, Officer. I need more.” She attempts to squeeze her thighs closed, but I’m between them.
“Don’t you remember that I’m in control? I was nice earlier, but I’m in control or there will be punishments.”
She freezes beneath me for the tiniest second. “Yes, Officer.”
My dick twitches at her remark, desperate to come out and play again. “Good girl.”
Kissing the spot between her breasts, I move back to her nipples, this time grazing each with my teeth before licking away the pain.
Moving my way down her taut stomach, her legs jump beneath me. “I wonder, if I were to lick your pussy, how wet would you be?”
“So fucking wet.”
Instead of going there immediately, I nip at each of her thighs, kissing my way to the junction of her pussy.
“You smell so fucking sweet, Goddess. Is that all for me?”
