Page 50 of Wine or Lose


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His words did the trick—because, damn, hewasfinger fucking meso good—and I exploded, my orgasm breaking free. I bit down on his shoulder to muffle my cries as goosebumps broke out along my arms and thighs, as my legs quaked against his touch, only his arm saving me from collapsing into a heap on the floor.

When I stilled, I lifted my head, unable to stop the sated smile that spread across my face. I absently smoothed the wrinkles from my teeth out of his shirt while he pulled his hand free, my body twitching at the loss of him.

He offered his mouth up to me, and I obliged with a soft, lingering kiss.

“So…fuck buddies,” I said when I backed away.

“Fuck buddies,” he agreed. “Though, we really should come up with something else to call it.”

“I don’t care what we call it as long as you keep doing that.”

“Doing what?” he asked.

In answer, I lifted his hand between us, his fingers and palm slick with my arousal.

“Doingthis,” I said. “Using those skillful fingers and wicked tongue and magical cock for good instead of evil.”

“You think my cock is magical?”

Mentally, I smacked myself. That should’ve remained an inside thought, and I should be embarrassed.

But embarrassment went out the window the moment he spread me open on my desk last week and speared me with that cock.

“You know it is,” I said with an eye roll.

“And my tongue is wicked, huh?”

“Well, I can’t say for sure quite yet…”

With a smirk, he brought his hand to his mouth, closing his lips around the three fingers that had been inside me and sucking them clean, moaning as my taste coated his tongue. “Fuck, Princess. You’ve already been in here too long, but mark my words…the next time I have you alone, I am going todevourthat pussy. We’ll see what you have to say about my wicked tongue then.”

A shiver of anticipation zipped down my spine. If it wasn’t barely nine a.m. on a Monday morning, if the offices and halls around us weren’t full of people who fully expected us to hate each other until the end of time, I’d happily drop onto the couch and spread my legs wide for him. Give him the chance to make good on that promise right now.

I bent and slanted my mouth over his, twin groans leaving us when our tongues brushed, the taste of me becoming a sexy, shared secret between the two of us.

“I look forward to it,” I said.

“So fuck buddies,” he repeated, and I nodded.

“We…have fun until someone says stop. Then it’s over. No questions.”

“Deal,” he said, extending his hand.

I grinned. “Oh, I think we can do better than a handshake.”

Taking the bait, Cal stood and lifted me into his arms before meeting my mouth with his in a tangle of teeth and tongues that had a dull throb returning to my clit.

At last, he set me down and, with a swat to my ass, led me to the door. One more hard and fast kiss, and he was shoving me out.

It was a damn good thing I preferred plain lip balm to lipstick because he hadn’t even given me time to collect myself.

My inner thighs were still sticky with my cum, for fuck’s sake.

“I expect that report in my email by the end of the day, Ms. Delatou.”

“Whatever,” I said, tossing him a glare over my shoulder as I stomped off down the hall in the direction of my office.

“Good morning, boss!” Cindy said brightly as I approached, handing me a fresh cup of coffee from Brie’s bakery, where she stopped every morning on her way up to the winery from town proper. My littlest sister’s counter staff was notorious for being dialed into all the town gossip, and Cindy liked to get her fix whilegetting her fix.

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