Page 6 of Mr. Not Quite Perfect

“Fuck yes,” he said. “Come.” He grabbed my hand, and before I knew what was happening, he was leading me through the apartment to his bedroom. He picked me up, and I gasped as he dropped me down on the bed, then lay down next tome. “You’re fucking hot, Molly,” he said as he kissed down my stomach. His teeth grabbed my panties and pulled.

I shivered on the bed as he grabbed my feet and lifted them. I stared at him for a couple of seconds, wondering if he would take me right then. But instead, he made a wolfish sound and leaned forward to bury his face between my legs. I felt his tongue on my clit, licking and sucking, and I knew I wouldn’t be able to control myself with him. I also knew that this man knew exactly how to pleasure a woman. Travis Covington was the king of the finance world, but I also had a feeling he was a king in the bedroom as well.

Chapter 3

“I take it you enjoyed yourself,”Travis said, chuckling as he looked down at me. My entire body was shaking after the orgasm he’d just given me with his tongue. I nodded mutely. “I’m glad,” he said as he kissed the side of my face. “You taste like honey.”

“I do?” I gasped as I looked at him, trying to catch my breath.

“Yeah,” he said. He kissed me passionately, and I felt his tongue slip into my mouth. When he pulled back, his blue eyes stared into mine with an intense expression. “Don’t you think so?” He winked at me, and I felt myself blushing as I looked back at him.

“I guess,” I said almost wordlessly.

He smiled down at me with an inscrutable expression on his face. “I guess we have about twenty minutes until the pizza comes,” he said, and I watched as he pulled his briefs down. My eyes widened as I stared at his rigid cock. He bit down on his lower lip as he stared at my naked body. “You have beautiful breasts,” he said. His palm reached down and gently grazed my nipple. I felt his fingers running down between the middle of my legs and slipping inside. He rubbed my clit lightly, and I shuddered. He laughed. “You’re so sensitive to my touch.”

“Well, you would be, too,” I said, quickly gazing up at him. I stared at his cock, wondering what it would feel like inside me.

He chuckled as he caught me looking at him. “You can touch it if you want.”

I stared at him and gave him a slow, wide smile. “If I want to I will, but right now, I’m not so sure.”

His eyes narrowed as he stared at me. “You’re teasing me, are you?”

“Would I do such a thing, Travis?”

“I think you would,” he said. He growled as he bent down and took one of my breasts into his mouth and sucked. His teeth nibbled on my nipple, and I cried out slightly as they tugged. “Are you going to touch me?” he said, looking up at me.

I laughed slightly and reached down and placed my fingers on his cock, running them up and down his shaft. His body shuddered at the feel of my cool fingers against him.

“Oh my gosh,” he groaned as I tightened my grip on him and moved my fingers back and forth faster. “Fuck,” he said. “That feels good.”

“Oh yeah?” I looked at him and then pushed him onto his back. He gazed at me in surprise, and I leaned over and kissed him on the chest. I kissed all the way down his body, and I felt his shaft and took a breath as I looked up at him from my position right next to his cock.

“Fuck,” he said, grinning at me as my mouth slipped onto his cock and started sucking. He tasted salty and warm, and I loved the feel of him growing in my mouth as I took him in as far as I could. I felt his fingers in my hair, and I bobbed my mouth up and down as I reached down and played with his balls. I felt his body stiffen as he gazed down at me. “Stop,” he groaned.

I looked up at him with surprised eyes. “Stop?” I said, licking my lips.

He growled as he pulled me up against his body. “I’m close to coming,” he said through narrowed eyes. He bit down on his lower lip. “I didn’t know if…” He stared at me for a few seconds.

I grinned. “You didn’t know if I would let you come in my mouth?” I said, relishing in the look of surprise on his face as I licked my lips eagerly. “I want to know if you taste like honey as well,” I said, and he growled as I kissed back down his chest and took him into my mouth again. He shuddered slightly as my lips sucked on the tip of his cock. Now that I knew he was close, I wanted to give him the best blow job I’d ever given anyone before in my life. He was right, though. It didn’t take him long. And before I knew what was happening, his body was jerking and his cock was exploding in hot, salty sperm. I swallowed it eagerly, trying to make sure I didn’t spill a drop, and then his body stilled, and I could feel his eyes staring down at me. I looked up at him with a wicked smile on my face. “Well, I wouldn’t say you taste like honey.”

“What would you say I taste like, then?” he said, smirking.

“A salty milkshake,” I said, laughing. “A salty vanilla milkshake.”

“Oh yeah?” He pulled me up against his body and into his arms. He kissed me, and I felt his fingers on my back. “I guess there’s nothing wrong with a salty vanilla milkshake.”

“Yeah. I would’ve preferred a little bit of caramel, but I guess beggars can’t be choosers.” I laughed.

“Oh yeah,” he said, running his fingers between my legs. “Am I the best you’ve ever had?” He stared into my eyes with a curious expression.

“Are you the best I’ve ever had?” I looked at him thoughtfully. “Do you mean are you the best sperm I’ve ever swallowed, or the best cock I’ve ever sucked, or…” I laughed. “I know you can’t mean are you the best in bed I’ve ever had because we haven’t even fucked yet.”

His eyes narrowed as he stared at my lips. “You really do like to talk dirty, don’t you?”

“I wouldn’t say that I’m talking particularly dirty, no.” I gave him a seductive little smile. “I mean, why? Do you not like it when I use words like fuck?”

“I don’t care.” He chuckled. “You can say you want me to fuck you. You can say you want me to bang the shit out of you.” He shrugged. “I’ll do whatever you want.”