Page 196 of Lose You Twice

“Yeah, are you good?” she asks, unbuckling her seatbelt.

I reach over the center console, threading my fingers through her hair and bringing her mouth to mine. I kiss her slowly, taking my time, feeling her pulse speed up as my tongue glides along hers.

“I’ll be better when I have that dress on my floor.” My voice comes out huskier than I expect, but as a sultry laugh leaves her, I don’t care.

“What are you waiting for then?”

Muttering a curse, I hop out before coming around to open her door. I take her hand, and together, we head up to my apartment.

I unlock the door, flipping on the light as we walk in.

“Is Grayson staying with Harlow?” Wren asks, slipping off her shoes next to the door.

I nod. “Thankfully.”

She comes over to me, wrapping her arms around my neck, bringing her face just inches from mine. “Maybe he’s figured out that you have a zero percent chance of getting laid at my house, and is taking one for the team.”

I chuckle at that. “Yeah, let’s go with that answer.”

I can’t wait any longer, and I lower my mouth to hers, savoring the feel of her against me. My hands make their way to her waist before moving lower. I palm her ass, pulling her tighter against me. I’m already hard, and I’m sure she can feel that even through my pants.

She pulls away slightly. “Harlow dropped my bag off earlier. She said she put it in your room.”

“Staying again, huh?” I nip at her lips. “Maybe you should just move in.”

She rolls her eyes playfully. “In your dreams, Mercer.”

“You have no idea.” I kiss her again, gently moving us out of the kitchen and down the hall toward my room.

I pull away from her long enough to turn on the lamp sitting on my nightstand. Untucking my shirt from my pants, I go back to her immediately, needing her hands back on me.

“So,” I say, using my thumb to trace a path around her lips, before dragging it down her cheek to her neck, down to where the neckline of her dress ends. “I love this dress. But…” I move my hand lower, between her breasts over the fabric, her chest rising on an inhale. “I think you were right. Might look even better on my floor.”

She grins, turning around and giving me her back. “Better unzip me then.”

I find the top of the zipper, taking my time pulling it down, wanting the anticipation to grow. When I reach the bottom, I realize there’s no fabric underneath.

“Fuck,” I growl. “Have you been naked under there this whole time?”

Wren turns back toward me, a cocky little smirk on her perfect lips. “I went with easy access, just in case.”

I grab her waist and pull her against me, crashing my mouth down on hers, and she groans at the contact. God, I love this girl.

My hands find the top of her dress, and I slowly pull it down, leaving a trail of kisses in the wake of the fabric as I move down her body. I sink down to my knees as the dress hits the floor, her standing bare before me.

“Absolutely fucking perfect,” I murmur to myself before looking up at her. I don’t know how I got so lucky, having something that’s so perfect, but I won’t complain.

Her pupils are wide, her breathing already speeding up. “What do you want, Freckles?”

“I want you to make me come,” she breathes, and that’s all the motivation I need.

I lean in, licking her slit in one fluid motion, and her hands find purchase in my hair, tangling in the strands and pulling slightly. “You want me to eat this pretty pussy?”

All she can do is nod. I push her back slightly, so she’s leaning against the wall, then I lift one leg up, throwing it over my shoulder before I devour her. I work her clit over and over, sucking gently as she begins to move against my face.

“That’s it, baby. Take what you need,” I encourage her.

It doesn’t take long before her whole body begins to shake. I suck her clit into my mouth, and she shatters, breathing hard and ragged.