her incredible body on the stage. How whenever she spoke to him and his skin got tight. Fucking hell, damn near five months of making a deliberate effort to avoid her like the damn Black Plague…
With his mouth between her fine thighs, with her delectable scent infusing itself in his lungs, he was starting to wonder if this woman was just the kind of different he’d been missing.
Chapter Eleven
R osie sucked in breath after breath—her hands pressed so hard to the wall, like she might break through the drywall—in between moans and whimpers of pleasure as Badger ate her pussy like a man who’d been starving to death.
For her.
He growled, his lips wrapped around her clit, and the vibration of it sent a spasm ricocheting through her entire body. Rosie’s head spun, her vision going a little blurry, and she gave in to the urge to steady herself by grabbing his shoulder.
Badger pulled away from her. “You okay?”
She nodded. “Sorry, I just…” She licked her lips. “Don’t stop, please? I just got a little dizzy.”
His hard gaze softened, and he took her hand from his shoulder and laced their fingers together. “I got you, Rosie.”
She nodded, but the tenderness in his expression, action, and words shot straight to her heart and Rosie shoved it aside as fast as she could. There was no place for that in her world, and besides, this was just sex. Nothing more. Wild and crazy, untamed, and incredible…but nonetheless, just sex.
There wasn’t a cold chance in hell it would ever be more than that.
In the next breath, his gaze went stone hard again, and with his eyes still locked on hers, he snaked out his tongue and licked over her tingling clit. Rosie squeezed his hand. “Badger…I need.”
“Mmm.” He licked over it again, teasing her. “Ask me for it.” He dragged his tongue through her folds before moving back to her clit and sucking it between his lips. With his free hand, he slipped two fingers inside her channel.
Ask him for it? He wanted her to ask for what? “ Oh God !” Rosie’s clit spasmed and she sucked in a harsh breath.
He nipped her clit with his teeth. “You need to come?”
“Yes. Fuck!”
He pulled his fingers free. “Yes, what?”
Rosie whimpered as her pussy clenched in on itself. She needed his touch again. Now. “Yes, sir.”
“Good girl.” He slid his fingers back into her channel, gazing up at her, one corner of his lips raised in a slight grin. “Ask me for it. Ask me to let you come.”
“Please let me come. Please?” Jesus, she sounded so pathetic. She hated that, but goddammit she was desperate for release.
“There you go.” Badger latched back onto her clit and sucked, pressing his tongue to the tingling bundle of nerves as he worked his fingers in and out of her cunt.
Rosie pressed the back of her head to the wall and squeezed his hand. The vibrations of her impending orgasm flooded her system with heat. She panted for breath, moaning, rocking her hips, completely uncaring of how she sounded or looked as he worked her pussy and clit, bringing forth a blaze of heat that spread through her body like a wild fire.
Her cunt clenched, her clit spasmed, and then it hit. Rosie’s climax broke free, and her moans turned into loud, mewling whimpers as wave after wave crashed through her. “Oh God! Badger, I can’t…” She lost her footing, but he caught her, holding her up as he continued his delicious assault between her legs.
When he finally let her go, Rosie’s body shook from head to toe. Caught in the daze of what might be the best orgasm she’d ever experienced, Badger eased her down and onto her knees. And then he kissed her. She moaned as her taste and wetness coating his beard flowed into her mouth. She sucked at his tongue, dragged her lips over his beard. Took everything he gave her, and she knew he wasn’t done. There’d be more. His cock would be next.
And she wanted it. All of it. Starved for him, like he’d been starving for
With his mouth between her fine thighs, with her delectable scent infusing itself in his lungs, he was starting to wonder if this woman was just the kind of different he’d been missing.
Chapter Eleven
R osie sucked in breath after breath—her hands pressed so hard to the wall, like she might break through the drywall—in between moans and whimpers of pleasure as Badger ate her pussy like a man who’d been starving to death.
For her.
He growled, his lips wrapped around her clit, and the vibration of it sent a spasm ricocheting through her entire body. Rosie’s head spun, her vision going a little blurry, and she gave in to the urge to steady herself by grabbing his shoulder.
Badger pulled away from her. “You okay?”
She nodded. “Sorry, I just…” She licked her lips. “Don’t stop, please? I just got a little dizzy.”
His hard gaze softened, and he took her hand from his shoulder and laced their fingers together. “I got you, Rosie.”
She nodded, but the tenderness in his expression, action, and words shot straight to her heart and Rosie shoved it aside as fast as she could. There was no place for that in her world, and besides, this was just sex. Nothing more. Wild and crazy, untamed, and incredible…but nonetheless, just sex.
There wasn’t a cold chance in hell it would ever be more than that.
In the next breath, his gaze went stone hard again, and with his eyes still locked on hers, he snaked out his tongue and licked over her tingling clit. Rosie squeezed his hand. “Badger…I need.”
“Mmm.” He licked over it again, teasing her. “Ask me for it.” He dragged his tongue through her folds before moving back to her clit and sucking it between his lips. With his free hand, he slipped two fingers inside her channel.
Ask him for it? He wanted her to ask for what? “ Oh God !” Rosie’s clit spasmed and she sucked in a harsh breath.
He nipped her clit with his teeth. “You need to come?”
“Yes. Fuck!”
He pulled his fingers free. “Yes, what?”
Rosie whimpered as her pussy clenched in on itself. She needed his touch again. Now. “Yes, sir.”
“Good girl.” He slid his fingers back into her channel, gazing up at her, one corner of his lips raised in a slight grin. “Ask me for it. Ask me to let you come.”
“Please let me come. Please?” Jesus, she sounded so pathetic. She hated that, but goddammit she was desperate for release.
“There you go.” Badger latched back onto her clit and sucked, pressing his tongue to the tingling bundle of nerves as he worked his fingers in and out of her cunt.
Rosie pressed the back of her head to the wall and squeezed his hand. The vibrations of her impending orgasm flooded her system with heat. She panted for breath, moaning, rocking her hips, completely uncaring of how she sounded or looked as he worked her pussy and clit, bringing forth a blaze of heat that spread through her body like a wild fire.
Her cunt clenched, her clit spasmed, and then it hit. Rosie’s climax broke free, and her moans turned into loud, mewling whimpers as wave after wave crashed through her. “Oh God! Badger, I can’t…” She lost her footing, but he caught her, holding her up as he continued his delicious assault between her legs.
When he finally let her go, Rosie’s body shook from head to toe. Caught in the daze of what might be the best orgasm she’d ever experienced, Badger eased her down and onto her knees. And then he kissed her. She moaned as her taste and wetness coating his beard flowed into her mouth. She sucked at his tongue, dragged her lips over his beard. Took everything he gave her, and she knew he wasn’t done. There’d be more. His cock would be next.
And she wanted it. All of it. Starved for him, like he’d been starving for
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