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Scott unlocked his front door and stood back as he gestured for me to go inside. I smiled at him and his lips curled up in a small grin in return. Crinkles. Oh, my. I lived for those crinkles.
“What?” he asked, and I realised that I was rooted to the spot while I stared at his eyes.
I shook my head. “Nothing.” I quickly moved past him and entered his house. He followed closely behind and the anticipation of what he had planned for tonight set my nerves alight with excitement. After Bullet had almost raped me, we’d stopped having sex for a little while but finally we were back where we’d left off. Sex with Scott was the best I’d ever had and I refused to let Bullet come between us.
At the end of the hall, I turned and headed towards his bedroom. I kicked my shoes off as I went and then lifted my dress over my head and left it on the floor as I continued to walk. Scott sucked in a breath and the sound was music to my ears. I reached behind me and undid my bra, letting it fall to the ground too. As I hooked my fingers into the top of my panties and began to lower them, his hands landed on mine and stopped me. I felt him as he moved closer behind me.
“Babe, you’ve gotta leave something for me to take off,” he said gruffly.
I smiled at the desire that was clear in his voice. Scott’s need for me wasn’t something he hid and I loved this; it turned me on even more.
Impulsively, I turned around and wrapped my arms around his neck. His hands slid around my ass and he lifted me up so that my legs wrapped around him. Scott was strong and he easily continued our journey to his bedroom as he carried me.
“Is this my birthday present?” he asked with a teasing glint in his eyes.
“What, the cake wasn’t enough?” I teased back.
“No, babe, I want more. I’ll never have enough when it comes to you.”
My mouth came down onto his in a demanding kiss. I’d never have enough of him either. He kissed me back, sending me wild. Sweet Jesus, this man was good with his tongue. Eventually he pulled away and let me down because we’d found our way to his bedroom. I stood in front of him in silence as he swept his gaze over my body. My nipples hardened and my panties almost melted off from the heat he was sending my way.
I dropped my eyes down to his jeans and took in his hard cock. He followed my eyes. “See what you do to me, baby?” he said, sex dripping from his words.
I nodded and reached out to undo his jeans but he flicked his hand out and stopped me. “Turn around,” he growled.
Smiling to myself, I did what he said. He stepped right behind me, his erection pressing into me, and his breath warm on my neck. His hand snaked around my waist and his hand dipped down until he reached into my panties and stroked my clit with his thumb. I was so wet for him and he grunted in appreciation. His other hand wrapped around me and reached up to massage my breast.
“Baby, you make a man very happy. You’re my birthday present,” he murmured in his growly voice that never failed to hit my sweet spot.
The butterflies whooshed through me at his words. I leant my head back on his shoulder and sucked in a breath when he licked and sucked along my jaw. His thumb was working its magic on my clit and when he pushed two fingers inside, I shuddered in pleasure.
“Feels good, yeah?” he asked softly in between the kisses he was trailing along my neck.
“Yes,” I moaned, unable to get any other words out. The pleasure was building in me and the waves were overtaking me. Every nerve ending was on fire with desire and pleasure and I almost couldn’t form a thought in my head as I let it take over me.
“Good, because this is what you do to me too. When you touch me, Harlow, it’s like I’ve never been fuckin’ touched before in my life.”
That was it for me. His words set a final wave of pleasure off and I finally succumbed and went with it. As the orgasm took hold, I shut my eyes and let it consume me. I let Scott consume me; body and soul. No man had ever had the power over me that he did; not the power to give me so much pleasure, nor the power to own my heart the way he did.
Acknowledgements
Usually I thank my family and friends first. This time around, I truly need to thank my book world people first because they are the ones who helped me so much with Blaze. Family, you know I love you always but bear with me while I thank the people who have helped me get my books out there.