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CHAPTER7
Sugar
Derek’s fists are clenched as he falls to his hands and knees, bowing to me in a similar submission when he wanted me to go to the Christmas party.
I stand over my suitcase, the one I’m realizing I’ve only dumped shoes and underwear into. I’d been panic-packing when he barged in. After what he said to me, after the way he kissed me, I can’t play roommate any longer. I can’t stand the idea of listening to more women at his mercy.
Blissful, sweet, naughty mercy.
But here he is, with no one in sight, on his knees for me. Telling me he wantsme. Can I trust him?
He is a police officer…and a decorated one at that. He goes about shit in a weird way.
But if I’m honest with myself there were too many nights that I had to use the Battery Operated Boyfriend to get the thoughts of him doing what he was doing out of my head.
Stepping away from the suitcase I inch closer to him.
“Do you mean that? That you-you want this?” My sweater is still blinking those ridiculous lights.
He peeks up from the floor, the gold shining in his dark eyes. “Strike me from the nice list forever if I don’t.”
I snort a laugh and he chances a smile. “We can’t be roomies if we do,” I warn him.
“I guess we’ll need to decide who has the comfier bed then.” He crawls to my feet, hands tracing the lengths of my calves. “Let’s test yours first.”
My pussy clenches and my toes curl in my tights as he begins to kiss his way up my tights, until he’s sitting upright and pushing my dress up higher and higher. He doesn’t stop until he’s standing and peeling it off me. Third times the charm.
“Oh sweet Christmas,” Derek swears, taking in the red lace underwear.
He shoves the suitcase to the ground and pulls me onto the bed with him. I help strip him, his sweater and jeans first. We tangle in each other’s arms on the bed, mouths hot to one another’s skin. With a forceful yank, he rips my tights from me, too impatient to let me wriggle free.
“I want to know if you’re as sweet as your name, Sugar,” he warns me before diving between my thighs.
I toss my head back with loud moans as his hands pull back the red fabric and expose me. His tongue lashes out, finding my clit in an instant. Muscles deep inside of me coil and tighten to almost a painful twisting. I grip my headboard, panting. It’s far from a mystery why so many women called out to God and to his prowess. He deserves all the praise.
My eyes roll into the back of my head as he slips a single finger inside of me, all while he sucks on the most sensitive part of me.
“Ah! Fuck!” I bite down on my hand, trembling and coming undone in the snap of the twisted ball of tension. Like a ball of lightning racing through me, I allow the heat to settle in before I open my eyes.
His face shines with my pleasure as he smirks up at me. “So sweet, baby,” he purrs, licking each of my inner thighs. “And so tight, I’m going to have to work you up to my size.”
It’s not bragging. It’s a fact. He slides his boxers off and out bobs a yule log that has made a few women run in the past. Long and thick and drooling for me, I stare the beast down.
“Wow,” is all I can manage at first. But I grow bolder, reaching out to touch the velvet skin of his cock. He doesn’t pressure me as I explore him, only offering me words of encouragement and praise between small pants. “Can I lick you?”
“Nothing would please me more, Sugar,” he groans.
We switch places, him on his back and me laid out between his thighs. I lick the tip and relish in his shudder and the way his palm caresses my cheek. It’s a salty sweet flavor, like one you get from salted dark chocolate.
Pride and delight fills me as I take the head of his cock into my mouth and he whimpers my name.
I’ve never heard him cry out a woman’s name.
But tonight…I’ll make damn sure that he’ll call out mine.
CHAPTER8
