Tempt

“You think I’m a bad girl?” She sounded sort of impressed with herself.“Yes.” I removed her shoes and stood up, ditching the rest of my clothes. “Walking into the bar tonight looking like that. Putting your eyes on me. Coming up to my hotel room. Letting me taste you. Making my cock so hard it hurts.” I wrapped my hand around my dick and gave it several long, slow pulls. “Do you think that was nice?”Millie’s eyes were wide as she watched me. Her red lipstick was smeared around her mouth. She was still ungodly beautiful—like a fallen angel. “No.”“What am I going to do with you?”She appeared to think about the question somewhat seriously. And it’s not easy for people to surprise me, but what she said made my jaw drop.“Spank me.”

“What are you doing?”I grabbed her thighs, pulling her down again, so her pussy hovered right above my mouth. “What does it feel like I’m doing?” I swept my tongue up her center.“I’m not sure—”“You don’t want me to fuck you with my tongue?”“I do, but I’m just worried that you won’t—”I lifted my head off the pillow and sucked her clit, making her moan with indecent delight. “I won’t what?”“I don’t know,” she said desperately. “Breathe?”“Baby, you took my breath away the night we met.” Playfully, I bit her inner thigh. “Now fucking sit on my face before I lose my mind.”