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“That’s an easy fix,” she tossed back, pushing at my chest.
I let her flip me over on my back. She unzipped my coveralls and slid her hands underneath, the heat from her palms scorching me through my T-shirt.
“I saidyou’vegot too many clothes on.”
She pressed on my bottom lip which I’d poked out in a decided pout. “I’m in charge.”
“I can’t argue with that.”
She gave me a strange look before she was right back with me. I waited impatiently to see what her next move would be. Ever so slowly, she bent at the waist until her lips almost touched mine.
Her eyes swirled with need and something else I couldn’t define. But I felt it. All the way to my core.
I stopped breathing, my eyes locked on hers the moment she kissed me. Heat, white hot, streaked through me. I gripped her hips to keep from taking over. She needed to run the show, and I had no problem letting her.
The kiss turned from tentative to intense in a nanosecond. Desperation took hold. We nipped and clawed at one another until we were breathless.
Somehow she’d gotten one of my arms out of my coveralls. Her blouse was over her head, but stuck in front of her where we’d refused to let go of each other.
She pulled on my shoulders until I was sitting up straight. With one hand she relieved my arm of the coveralls. With the other, she whipped my T-shirt over my head. Baker ran her eyes over my bare chest hungrily.
She scooted back and pressed gentle kisses into my shoulder, across my pecs, against my neck. I groaned at the feel of her soft lips, the scent of honey and all things my girl filling me.
With a playful push, I fell backward, and her mouth worked lower. I held my breath as she licked down my stomach. She reached for my chest, and a noise of frustration escaped her when she couldn’t because she was restricted by her shirt.
Baker sat up, ripped it off of her arms, and tossed it over her shoulder. She resumed her path down my body.
I slid a finger under her nude bra strap and caressed her shoulder. “So pretty,” I murmured.
She stopped, looked up at me, and I got lost for a second. I didn’t want to leave this moment. Where it was Easy and me and whatever this powerful thing was between us. Because I’d never feel the way I did with her when I was with anyone else.
And when she took my hand and kissed the back of it, something I didn’t fully understand filled me. This woman was slowly unraveling me.
I lifted my hips when her fingers slipped under the waistband of my boxer briefs. She freed me of the rest of my clothes and settled back on my thighs. With delicate hands, she fisted my shaft, which was painfully hard. It throbbed with need, the head swollen to the point I ached.
Deliberately she teased, jacking slowly up and down my length. Just when I got used to the rhythm, she licked the slit. My hips jerked off the bed.
She grinned up at me. “I could get used to this being in charge thing.”
“Me too,” I said hoarsely.
Baker dipped her head and took just the head into her mouth. She sucked hard enough to make my hips jerk again. The smile I felt around my dick had me nearly coming completely undone.
Her happiness became my own—more important than mine—and I wanted to do anything to make sure she stayed that way.
She fisted my cock and took me deeper into that mouth. My hand wound through her hair, and somehow I maintained the control to let her dictate the pace. As much as I wanted her to suck me faster, harder, I realized I was more turned on by not knowing what she would do next.
I didn’t expect her to kiss the head of my dick or how that simple gesture would make my need for her escalate. And I sure as hell didn’t expect for her to lick me until I was slicked with her saliva.
When she took my hands, placed them on her breasts, and leaned forward, I swallowed hard. She slid my dick between the tight valley of her tits. Hands covering mine, she lifted and lowered, pumping me with that creamy skin.
Those eyes swam with lust. I ran my thumbs over her taut nipples. She hissed in pleasure, and my balls tightened.
“Not like this, Easy.” Her glazed eyes sharpened. “I want to come inside of you.”
She released my hands and sat up. I tweaked her nipples. Her thighs gripped mine as she splayed her hands on my chest.
“We can come more than once.”
