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“What kind of skills?” I’m almost afraid to ask, but I’m dying of curiosity as to what he could arrange so fast.
He bursts out laughing. “Isla, darling. Your face is telling me you have a much dirtier mind than me. Which I find fascinating and intriguing. So it may disappoint you to know that it was life skills related, not bedroom skills.”
“Life skills?” My brow furrows as to what he even means. Balancing his checkbook? But surely he’s figured that out by now. Laundry? Did he drop by a laundromat for folding tips? But surely he could do that in Sala Bay.
“Eat, baby. Then we’re going back to your room and after Toby goes out, I’m going to make you forget all about this mystery until morning.” It’s both a threat and a promise, so I’m eyeing him speculatively while I take another bite of lasagna.
12
Isla
Lance meant what he said. On the way back, his car still smells delicious and he still won’t tell me why. And when I unlock the door to my room, he scoops Toby up. My dog has completely adopted Lance. He barks with joy and swipes out a long tongue across Lance’s cheek.
With a grin, Lance orders, “When I get back, I want to see you naked in bed and ready to be ravished.”
“Then you might want this?” I hold out the keycard with a questioning raise of my eyebrow.
He swipes it from me. “I do, but I’m also adding two extra orgasms to your total simply for being smarter than me. I’ve got to demonstrate added value here somehow.” He whistles cheerfully down the hall, accompanied by Toby’s yips of excitement.
A slow smile spreads across my face as I get ready for bed. It’s awfully early, but then it sounds like Lance has a full agenda. Then it occurs to me that he said extra. What was the original number?
I slip between the cool sheets, feeling slightly self conscious in my anticipation. I don’t have long to wait. My two guys come back and Lance settles Toby on his dog bed in the corner with atreat and then goes in to wash his hands. I can feel him eyeing me from the foot of the bed.
“You cold, princess?”
“I thought I was awarriorprincess.”
“They’re always wearing next to nothing, no matter what the weather. You know those strappy outfits that prove how good she is because otherwise she’d be as vulnerable as fuck? Right now, my girl has the covers pulled up to her chin. Not exactly the warrior look.”
“You imagined I would just lie here exposed to the room?”
“I was hoping. But it’s easy enough to fix.” With no warning, he whips the covers off the bed completely. I squeak, but stop my hands from reaching to cover myself when I see the heat in his eyes. He reaches out a hand to cuff my ankle, his thumb moving along my instep.
“How do you want the first one, Isla? My hand, my mouth? You can’t have my cock until at least the third, but I’m open to other suggestions.”
“Three!? How many are you planning on?”
He smirks, the dent in his chin deepening. “That’s for me to know and you to find out. But if you can count that high, I’m doing it wrong.”
With that cryptic statement, he guides my ankle to the edge of the bed, exposing my pussy to his inspection. He leans down, not quite touching, and blows softly. My leg jerks in his grasp, my pussy tingling and braced for imminent ravishment.
Lance rests his arms on the bed and buries his face in my pussy. I’m too shocked by the sensation of that to notice he still has all his clothes on. And is that his nose teasing my clit? His tongue pushes into my channel and I think I might unravel. It’s ticklish and delicious, the sensation seems to go on and on. Not quite enough and too much, all at the same time. “Lance! Youhave too many clothes on,” I grumble when I can finally catch my breath.
He raises his face briefly. “I’m fine. You ready to cum for me, baby?”
I shake my head mutely. Lance grins, and his head disappears between my thighs again.
His teeth scrape over my clit and I fly apart, trying not to crush his head while my atoms dissipate into thin air. When I can think again, Lance is kissing his way up my body. The texture of his shirt and trousers rasps against my sensitized skin. I whimper.
Then I remember his comment about warrior princesses and decide two can play at this game. I don’t have to simply lie here like a passive sacrifice. I wrap my legs around him and try to flip us over. It doesn’t work. All I get is a grunt of interest from Lance and then he’s pinning my hands down with his and grinding his still contained cock against my wet and swollen pussy. It’s heaven and not nearly enough. The scrape of the smooth wool over my thighs and abdomen has me biting my lip. Lance bears down. And I cum again.
With a growl, Lance flips me over. “On your knees, baby.”
I hear the rasp of his zipper and the whisper of clothes hitting the floor as I slowly pull myself up. Wetness runs down my thighs, while my arms sag.
Lance reaches around and straightens my elbows. “So impatient, Isla. I can make it fast, but you’ll have to take my cock like the good girl you are.” His hand runs possessively down my spine, lingering to knead my ass. “Think you can take all of me in one stroke?”
He doesn’t wait for an answer. Simply plunging his cock in to the root. I’m being split in two, my pussy choking on cock. Then he starts to move and I literally see stars dancing in front of my eyes.
