Page 115 of Tell Me Something

“That would be great.”

“Okay, now that you’re down to four, the next step will be going down to two.”

“That seems less overwhelming. Thank you.”

“And now you have many choices for dinner. You pick for your birthday.”

I could hardly believe the day was almost over. After our first round of lovemaking, Josh had given me a tour of his house. Then we’d spent the rest of the day naked in front of the fireplace with more lovemaking and no agenda. It was the best birthday I could have imagined.

“Mm, I choose sushi,” I decided.

“Good. I’ll order and run out to pick it up, along with your birthday cake.”

THE NEXT NIGHT Josh grilled shrimp and steaks and kept the red wine flowing. I was feeling buzzed and enjoyed our playful banter in the kitchen. After dinner, we relaxed in the living room and watched a movie, still on our makeshift bed of cashmere and pillows. I was having a hard time concentrating on the plot line because of his little touches throughout.

When the movie credits started rolling, we both stood up to clear our wineglasses and plates. He hugged me tightly and murmured seductively, “I want all of you, Haylee.”

A whoosh of heat traveled through me. We had flirted with it and played around, and now I was shaking with anticipation.

“Do you know what that means?” he asked huskily.

“Yes,” I whispered, feeling his fingers take mine and pull me into him.

His hands cupped my face, and a shiver went through me. “Talk to me. Does it turn you on?”

I nodded and felt his sigh of relief.

“Take off your clothes and lie in the middle of the pillows. I’ll be right back.”

My hands shook as I slipped out of my clothes and lay on the pillows, feeling a rush with this dominant side of him, but also nerves.

He returned without any clothes and with a couple of things in his hands. “I’ll make this good for you, baby, I promise. And if you don’t want to do it again, we don’t have to, okay?”

My breath caught when he knelt down in front of me, putting the toys to the side. All I could do was nod.

“So beautiful,” he murmured, pressing kisses over my breasts, slowly tantalizing and teasing each one, bringing my sensitive nipples up into a peak and then sucking them seductively as I moaned in delight.

My back arched, and my body responded to his hot mouth on my fevered skin. He made his way further down to my hot, drenched entrance. I don’t know what I’d been expecting, but him taking his time like this wasn’t it. Soon I found my nerves disappearing as the familiar sensations started to build. But his lips didn’t stay long and instead were trailing down to the inside of my thighs and then to the curve of my knee and down further as he kissed the arch of my foot.

“There’s no part of you that isn’t perfection.”

I shivered with his words.

He kissed a path back up my legs, and his mouth feasted on my pussy. My hands grasped his hair, pushing his face further into my center as I felt his groan of pleasure.

“God, I love it when you do that. It makes me feel like you can’t get enough.”

“I can’t,” I breathed.

His tongue swept my clit, his mouth sucking erotically. I gripped the pillows, feeling it build, only to have him pull away. He hovered over me, looking into my face.

I reared up, taking his mouth and enjoying his sounds of pleasure at the fact that I had no reservations about tasting myself on his lips. My hips moved of their own volition, trying to relieve the pressure and practically begging for his hand to find me again.

“You’re so wet for me.”

I moaned when his fingers finally found me and nearly cried out when they left again.

He nipped my bottom lip.