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She sucked in deep breaths, trying to gather the courage to march back over to his place and ask him to take her to bed. She knew if she did, he would. Wyatt had made his position very clear but had left the ball in her court.
A few moments later, she was ready to bounce it back over to his side. She could do this and the reward would be so worth it. She wanted to spend the night in his bed, hopefully getting very little in the way of actual sleep.
She went into the bathroom, gave her reflection a quick glance in the mirror, and freshened up before walking over to his back door. Raising a fist, she closed her eyes, took a breath, and knocked three times.
The porch light came on as the door swung open seconds later. “Beth.” He’d changed into shorts and a tee, and looked a little surprised to see her. “Is everything okay?”
She straightened her spine and tried to look as confident as possible. “Yes, everything’s fine. Promise. I just—” She froze in place, unable to say the words. Shit.
Thank God Wyatt understood. He reached out a hand to her with a smile. “You want to stay the night?”
She took the hand he offered, curling her fingers around his. “Yes. Please.” He pulled her inside, shut the door, flipped off the light, and dipped his head far enough to press his lips against hers.
The first kiss was soft and sweet, just what she needed to relax. His arms were around her as she gripped his tee. Eventually, he deepened the kiss, his tongue seeking entrance to her mouth, which she granted. Her body began to respond to his presence, his touch. Her nipples hardened and she grew wet for him.
She pulled her mouth from his with a gasp. “Wyatt.” Her voice was more of a whimper.
“I know, honey.” He took her hand and led her up to his bedroom. Moonlight streamed in through the skylight window, providing enough illumination for them to see without ruining the atmosphere.
They faced each other and Wyatt pulled her close, one hand on the small of her back and the other resting on her cheek, his fingers stroking her skin softly. “I can stop any time you need me to, Beth, no matter what we’re doing. You have all the control here. I want this to be good for you.”
She brushed a kiss against his mouth. “It will be, because it’s you and me.”
He grinned and kissed her again. “Tell me what you want me to do.”
Beth felt bold enough to give instructions. “Let me take off your clothes.”
He took a small step back and raised his arms so she could peel his tee off, leaving him naked from the waist up. Dropping the material on the floor, she then grasped the zipper of his shorts and peeled it down slowly, the sound as loud as a bullet in the dark room. She slid his shorts down to mid-thigh and he pulled them off, kicking them aside.
Which left him clad only in boxer briefs. She could see his cock was already hard, and when she reached out to wrap her hand around it gently and squeezed, he let out a low groan. She kissed his shoulder, his neck, then trailed her lips up to his face as she slid her hand inside his underwear.
Wyatt’s hands gripped her arms as they kissed and she stroked, running her thumb over the crown of his cock. “Fuck.” His eyes were closed and his head hung back a little as Beth kissed the side of his neck. She continued to stroke him, using his precum to ease her hand up and down his cock. “That feels so fucking good.”
“Go lie down on the bed and I’ll make you feel even better.”
His eyes flew open and he gazed at her. “You don’t have to do that, honey.”
“I want to.” She gave him a hard kiss and removed her hand, shoving at him gently. “Get naked and comfortable, Wyatt Kincaid. I’m about to blow your mind as well.”
He raised his eyebrows and grinned but said nothing as he got onto the bed and lay down in the middle, a pillow under his head. His cock was hard and pointing up to the ceiling, making her mouth water. As she kicked off her shoes and crawled onto the bed toward him, she realized she was still fully dressed, but somehow that made it sexier.
Her gaze never left his as she settled herself between his spread legs, right where she wanted to be. His hand came down to touch her head softly, fingers twining gently through her hair. She kissed the underside of his cock in response, loving the way he groaned at her touch. When she wrapped a hand around the base and tongued her way up the vein which ran all the way to the crown, she saw Wyatt close his eyes and tip his head back, ecstasy clear in his expression.
So she did it again and again, licking and kissing his hard shaft teasingly, until she’d decided he’d waited long enough and closed her mouth over the head of his cock.
“Fuck.”
Beth felt his cock start to swell in her mouth as she took as much of it as she could, sucking hard. Her hands slid up his chest, her fingers caressing his nipples until they were taut. His hips jerked up, pushing his cock farther down her throat, as his fingers clutched her hair tightly.
She pulled her mouth off his cock, instead kissing and licking up and down the shaft before flicking her tongue over the head and swirling it around. Watching Wyatt’s reaction to what she was doing to him made her feel powerful. In control. Desirable.
“Stop.” His voice was deep and crackly. “I’m going to come if you keep this up.”
Beth looked up at him. “Okay.”
He tugged very lightly on her hair. “Not okay. Don’t want to come in your mouth. Get up on your knees. You’re wearing too many clothes.”
The notion of him stripping her naked had her moving like lightning. They met in the middle of the bed, and he gave her a long, hot kiss before urging her arms up. She obliged and he pulled her dress up over her head, letting it fall to the floor. Her bra soon followed, and when he bent over to kiss and suck on her nipples, she let out a breathy moan.
