Page 7 of Midnight Heat

"Yes, please."

He chuckles at how fast I answer and how needy I sound, but at this point, I don't care. I want—no, I need—more of him.

"There's so much I want to do to you, kitten. I doubt we'll get any sleep tonight."

"That's fine. I don't have to be at work until Monday."

At that, he moves the crotch of my panties aside and runs two fingers up and down my slit. He lifts them up for me to see the juices dripping from them, and then he sucks them clean.

"Mmmm, you taste like honey, kitten. I want to have my fill of that juice."

Before I know it, he's pulling down my panties and tossing them aside. He kneels in front of me and opens up my thighs to be able to fit his massive shoulders between my legs. Hot kisses are placed up one thigh, then the other, as he goes up and up towards where I need him the most. His kisses are delicious, but I'm desperate for him to lick and suck my clit.

He keeps kissing all around my pussy, teasing me but avoiding all the crucial areas. I'm whimpering with need and desperation.

"Max, please."

"Patience, kitten. This pussy of yours is magnificent. I want to worship it properly."

That's when he starts licking me with gusto as if he were desperate to drink all of my juices. His tongue goes up and down my slit, and my orgasm builds inside me. The man is skilled with that tongue of his, and I grab his hair and pull him closer to me. It's a useless move because his mouth is glued to my sex, and my nerve endings are all at attention.

I start moaning with every thrust of his tongue. He's fucking me with it, and I'm loving every minute of it. When I don't think I can stand it anymore, he inserts a thick finger inside me and starts suckling my clit. That makes me go over the edge, and I scream his name when my body explodes in pleasure.

He doesn't stop teasing me and helps me ride out the aftershocks of my orgasm. I'm panting, and when I put my hand on his shoulder, he looks up at me. I'm shattered with ecstasy, and he has the audacity to look smug. His face is drenched in my juices, and he wipes his mouth against my thigh.

"That was the first of many, kitten."

Suddenly, he's on his feet and scoops me up in his arms. Those arms feel strong around me and it's like I'm floating on air. Once in the bedroom, he sets me down gently and takes off my bra.

"You are amazing, Ashley."

I recoil at the false name I gave him. Damn me and my inability to stand pressure. But it doesn't matter. I won't be seeing him after tomorrow. I can deal with it for a while longer. I just hope he doesn't scream out that name when he comes inside me. That reminds me. I need to come clean with him. I'm no femme fatale.

"Max, I need to tell you something."

My fingers reach for the buttons on his shirt and I start undoing each one slowly. He tries to remove my hands to do it himself but I swat his hands with my own.

"Let me do this. I want to see you naked, Max."

"I don't know that I can wait that long to have you, kitten."

"Max. I…"

"What's going on in that head of yours?" He lifts my chin with his index finger so we can see each other eye to eye.

"I've never done this before." I blurt out.

He frowns and steps back from me. Shit, I hope I didn't screw this up.

"You're a virgin?"

I nod and then shiver. I don't want him to reject me.

"I've never been intimate with anyone before today."

I take a step forward, but he keeps me at a distance with his arms.

"How old are you?"