Burn (Breathless #3)

They rang off and Ash made a mental note to make sure all was well with his sister the next day. Then he turned his attention to Josie, easing her onto the edge of the bed.

“Okay, darling, we’re home and you’re in charge of the girls’ night out seduction. What do you want your man to do?”

Her eyes glowed, almost neon in the faint light of the bedside lamp. Her lips parted and he almost let out a groan. God, but the woman was going to drive him insane.

“First you have to tear off my dress. Then you have to fuck me long and hard.”

She looked so hopeful that he chuckled. “Anything you want, baby. Don’t ever let it be said I disappointed my girl.”

She smiled, letting out a blissful sigh. “I like that.”

“What do you like, baby?”

“When you say ‘my girl.’ It sounds so sweet and sexy.”

“You are my girl,” he said, letting his voice go deep and low.

She held up her arms. “Then tear off your girl’s dress and fuck her until she passes out.”

He laughed but moved in, pulling her to her feet. “That I can do, love.”

She sighed again, teetered unsteadily before regaining her balance. “I love all the things you call me. They’re so nice.”

He grinned, turning her around to unzip the dress. He let it fall to her feet and then helped her disentangle her shoes from the material. He sucked in his breath when his gaze traveled back up her body.

“Holy hell,” he murmured. “Where did you get the lingerie?”

“I’ve had it,” she said smugly. “Michael never saw it so don’t worry. You’re the only man who’s seen me in it. I was saving it for a special occasion. I’d say this qualifies.”

“Oh yeah. It definitely qualifies.”

She turned, leaning into him, her eyes big, and she whispered as though she were imparting a huge secret. “It has a slit in the bottoms. You don’t even have to take them off to fuck me.”

His body shook and he cupped her chin, leaning down to fuse his mouth to hers. She tasted of tequila and something fruity. Her tongue, hot and wild, met his in a clash. He sucked it deep, wanting to devour her whole.

She whimpered against his mouth. She kissed him lustily, her body writhing against his in need. Already he could sense that she was precariously close to her release. It wouldn’t take much at all to tilt her over.

But he didn’t want it done so soon. If she came now, she might very well pass out in a sated alcohol-coma. He’d looked forward to this for too long to have it all over in five minutes.

“Going to fuck you hard, baby,” he said, purposely inflecting an edge of steel into his voice. She shivered against him just as he knew she would. “Your mouth, your * and your ass. Going to have them all before it’s over with.”

“Ash.”

His name came out in a needy wail that had him grinning. Oh yeah, she was hot and worked up. Her entire body was flushed with heat. She was rubbing her body against his like a cat in heat.

“Get on your knees,” he ordered brusquely.

He held onto her as she slid down his body and perched on her knees. He grabbed a pillow and tucked it underneath her before he finally let go of her. He stood a moment making certain she wouldn’t pitch over and then he stepped back, unzipping his fly.

His cock surged into his hand, protesting the fact that his hand was wrapped around it and not her mouth. He pushed his free hand into her hair, pulling her roughly forward as he pressed his dick to her lips.

She opened around him with a breathy sigh that sent tingles racing down his spine. His balls drew up tight, aching as his erection slid over her hot tongue. She closed her mouth around him, sucking him deep. He let out a harsh groan, thrusting all the way to the back of her throat.

“Fucking beautiful,” he rasped out.

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