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His gaze drifted to her mouth, then her breasts, then back to her eyes. She took a moment to look at the devilishly handsome and rugged man in front of her.
One night. Those two words thumped on her brain. Yet she wondered about one thing.
“How did the rest of your evening go last night?” She took another nibble of the cake.
Huck stilled his fork and looked her dead in the eye. “It was pretty shitty actually.”
She frowned. “Oh?”
“Yeah. See, I started out wrapped around this gorgeous body. This woman then said, ‘I’ll be right back.’ Imagine my surprise that I dozed off in the first place, only to wake up and find she’d left without saying goodbye.”
“So that’s all you really want from me? A chance to say goodbye?” She was trying to tease him, but then she realized how important the question was to her.
His smoldering gaze took in her entire body. “Oh, honey, I still want you. Just waiting for you to stop feigning politeness and get on with it.”
She raised an eyebrow. He was calling her out. Fine. She could play this game too. She wasn’t some simpering female that fled at the first gaspable word. He was seeing how hard he could push her. Time for her to push back.
“Get on with it, huh?” She stood, walked to his side of the table, and kicked his chair leg out, forcing him to face her. He was sitting, she was standing over him, and the man just smiled with all the confidence in the word. He threaded his fingers and put them behind his head.
Uh-huh. He was waiting for her next move.
“What exactly would you like me to get on?” she rasped, flicking at the icing with her fingertip. She sucked it into her mouth and held his stare. That got him to breathe a little heavier. He wanted to throw out words and try to get a reaction? She could do the same thing. No one had ever accused her of having a mouth like a lady.
“What are my options?” he said.
“I could get on your cock,” she said, and before he could he respond, she straddled his lap and grinded once for good measure. She scooped another helping of icing onto her finger. “I could ride you all night, until you’re spent and exhausted and begging for a break.” She trailed a line of icing along his lower lip, then leaned in and licked it clean. “Or I could push you down and get on that hot tongue of yours.”
He hissed, and his tongue darted out to meet hers, but she backed away just in time. He growled.
She held up her wet finger. “So you see, honey, you’ll have to be more specific on what it is you want me to get on with.”
That low rumble in his throat was one she was starting to recognize. Clearly Huck Galvin was used to a certain kind of woman. The pretty, sugary-sweet kind that fell at his feet and begged for a single touch.
She could understand. He was gorgeous.
But whether it was pride, stubbornness, or the fact that Autumn had never been good with begging for anything, she needed to make it clear she was not that kind of woman. He wanted a night with her? He’d have to fight for control of it.
“I like where your mind is headed,” he said as he took his own swipe of frosting. “There are a few details you’re skating over though.” With his free hand, he tugged down her tank top and wedged it beneath her bare breasts.
She gave him that one gesture. Not because she was giving him power, but because she refused to show a single sign of shyness.
He glanced at her face, and she simply lifted her chin with a silent challenge. A challenge he looked ready to accept. He slowly spread the vanilla icing over her nipple. “While I love this idea of you riding any part of me, I want to make sure I get to sample all you offer first.” He met her eyes and gave a sly grin. “It’s only fair.”
With that, he splayed his hands on her ass, leaned in, and devoured her sugar-coated breast.
A small moan escaped her, and she couldn’t resist tunneling her hands in his hair. He licked and sucked her nipple like it was candy, which it practically was at the moment. He took so much of her sensitive flesh into his mouth that she felt tingles from her entire breast spread to her spine. God, that metal ball in his tongue did delicious things to her nerve endings.
He sucked hard and cleaned her entirely before pulling back and looking at his handiwork.
“Since you’re so keen on this ‘fair’ idea,” she said, a little breathless, and raised his shirt with one hand. She used the other to spread some icing over his chest. She bent and licked him from sternum to pec. Eyeing the tempting ink, she couldn’t help but run her tongue along the tattoos on his chest before clamping down on his nipple and flicking the barbell that pierced it.
“Ah fuck,” he hissed, and his fingers threaded in her hair. She knew he was sensitive there, but the way his skin heated several degrees in less than a second showed her just how much.
So she continued to play—sucking and biting, loving the faint sound of the metal clanking against her teeth when she did. The smallest sounds were the biggest turn on. She’d never been with a man with piercings before, or tattoos of this extent. But her whole body was responding to every hard ridge and feel of Huck Galvin.
“I knew the moment I saw you that your mouth was going to frustrate me,” he rasped.
She peeked up. “Frustrating huh?” Keeping her eyes on him, she moved
