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“Are you feeling inspired?” he asks.
I glance back at him to see he’s following me, closing the gap between us. Ever since the night at the country club, I haven’t been able to paint. A mental block has been stopping me from picking up a paintbrush, but as I stand in our home, my new home, I’m filled with hope for the future.
“I made sure you’ve got every possible supply you’ll need to paint, love,” he murmurs, wrapping his arms around my waist and pressing his lips against my neck. “Maybe you can paint me.”
I shudder as he drags his lips gently across my skin. “Maybe I will.”
“How about now?” he asks, pushing the strap of my dress down my arm.
“I don’t think I need to be undressed to paint you.”
He smiles. “You don’t need to be, but there’s no reason why you shouldn’t be.”
“I can think of a good reason. The moment I’m naked, there’s no painting getting done.”
He chuckles, and the deep and rich sound echoes through the room. “Good,” he says, unzipping the back of my dress and forcing it down to the floor. And then he spins me around to face him.
“Now that’s all the art I need to see.” His eyes drop slowly down the length of my body and then back up again, drinking me in and turning me into lava with nothing more than a look.
“How about we make art in the process?”
His brow arches, and I know his interest is piqued. “I’m listening.”
Stepping out of my dress, I strut over to the long rustic workbench, which has shelves above it with hundreds of paints. I grab a load of water-based paints off the shelves and open a duck egg blue, a silver, burgundy and an emerald green. And then get a load of sheets of drawing paper and place them over the workbench, pouring the paint thickly onto them and spreading it.
“What are you doing other than wasting good paint and making a mess?”
I stop and give him a sultry look. “We’re going to fuck on it. Body art.”
His gaze turns dark as he stalks toward me. “Are we now? And since when do you call the shots, Mrs. Darcy?”
I lick my bottom lip. “Are you saying you have a problem with my suggestion?”
He tilts his head, eyes narrowing. “My only problem with your suggestion is that I didn’t suggest it first.” He grabs my hips and yanks me against him. “I’m going to devour you and make art at the same time.” He hoists me onto the sketching paper I’d put down. “Starting with a perfect print of those firm ass cheeks of yours.”
I smile and shake my head. “I’m sure you won’t be able to work out what is what by the time we’re through.”
He kisses me then, tongue slipping past my lips as he searches my mouth with desperation. “I need to be inside you,” he breathes.
I swallow hard as he forces my legs apart and then drops between them, finding I’m not wearing any panties beneath the hem of my dress.
“You are such a good girl,” he purrs, looking at me with adoration in his eyes. “Always bare, wet and ready for me.” And then he sucks my clit into his mouth, circling it with his tongue so that every vein in my body blazes with heat.
I clutch hold of the edge of the workbench as he drives me wild, licking and sucking at me as if he’s trying to devour me.
“I could feast on you forever, love,” he growls, staring up at me before disappearing between my thighs again.
He continues to lick and suck at me, driving me wild until I’m completely lost to his touch, feeling as if I’m on the edge of breaking apart. He knows exactly how to move his tongue so that it feels like he’s eating every inch of my flesh. His hands travel up my thighs, teasing me as he moves closer to where I most want him. When his fingers finally press against my entrance, a wave of pleasure rolls through my body and I moan loud enough for the whole world to hear.
“You are delicious,” he breathes, teasing and taunting me with those talented digits.
“Please, Isiah,” I beg.
His brow arches. “Please, what?”
“I need to come,” I gasp.
He slides a finger deep inside me. His thumb circles my clit in alternating slow and fast motions while his fingers continue their exploration, pushing deeper and deeper each time. Every inch of me trembles with pleasure now as he increases both pressure and tempo, sending shockwaves of pleasure through my entire body.
