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Insider (Exodus End #1) Page 89
Author: Olivia Cunning

“U-u-ukuleles. I love ukuleles,” he said. “Highly underrated instrument.”

“Uh-huh,” she agreed. “Now, hush. It’s going to take a long time to get all this poison out.”

It didn’t take all that long really. Her technique was perfect. The way her mouth sucked, lips rubbed, throat vibrated—perfect. Her hand tugging gently at the base of his shaft, long hair tickling his belly as her head moved—perfect. The sounds she made, the way she looked, her scent, her remembered taste—perfect. His sweet, sweet Toni—perfect.

I’m in big trouble here.

Logan’s back arched as his pleasure intensified. He wasn’t ready for the building pleasure to end, but she’d fully conquered his resistance and he couldn’t help but let go.

“Toni?” he whispered hoarsely as he tapped the back of her head to let her know she was about to get a mouthful. His belly tautened as he found release, his bliss so intense he swore he saw stars behind his tightly clenched eyelids.

Toni tensed as he filled her mouth with cum, but she swallowed every drop and then slowly pulled away, releasing her suction with a soft pop.

Winded, she lay down beside him, rested her head on his chest, and traced the outlines of a tattoo here, an abdominal muscle there.

“That’s the second time you’ve tapped the back of my head when I’ve gone down on you,” she said, tilting her head so she could look up at him. “Am I missing something?”

He grinned at her. Was it weird that he was glad she didn’t know what it meant? “It’s the universal signal for I’m coming, in case you don’t want that stuff in your mouth.”

“Oh,” she said. “Am I supposed to swallow it? I meant to ask Reagan about proper protocol, but I forgot.”

“It’s up to you,” he said. “It won’t hurt my feelings if you pull off at the last minute or spit it out.”

“If I pull off, will I get to watch it come out?”

“Do you want to watch my cum spurt?”

She grinned deviously and nodded. Her hand slid down his belly, and she touched his softening cock. “Right now,” she said.

He laughed. “I’m not a teenager anymore, lamb. You’ll have to give it at least twenty minutes.” More like forty, but who was counting?

“Can I have some of that strawberry shortcake you ordered for me while we wait?”

“If you like.” It had to taste better than his cum.

She sat up and poked his nose. “I knew it!”

“You knew what?”

“You did all this romantic stuff for me. The balloons. The cake. The socks. These totally inappropriate clothes. The flowers and chocolate. All of it.”

Let’s not forget the sex toys. Wherever those were.

He scowled and shook his head. “Did not!”

“Oh,” she said, sliding from the bed. “Well, that’s too bad. I was going to allow the sweetie who went to all this trouble to do anything he wanted to my naked body.”

His cock twitched. “Anything?”

“Yep.” She crossed the room and stuck her finger in the whipped cream topping on the shortcake. She sucked it off with the same skill she’d just showed his very appreciative dick. “Anything.”

“Even anal?”

“Any thing. But since it wasn’t you, I guess it doesn’t matter.”

He was torn between owning up to his ridiculous gifts and getting to do anything he wanted to the beautiful woman biting into a juicy strawberry with a look of bliss on her face.

“It was me,” he said. “Well, I asked Butch to have this all brought to our room to surprise you. Apparently, I wasn’t clear that the socks should be unique and colorful.” And now that he knew that her sock collection was a product of many special moments between herself and her little sister, he was actually glad he’d botched that one.

“Thank you. This was all really thoughtful of you.”

He sat up on the bed and rubbed a hand over his face. He actually didn’t feel like a complete idiot for bringing a smile to her face. He actually felt happy that she was pleased.

“So now I can do anything I want to you?” he asked.

“Not anything,” she said.

“Aw, man.” He slapped his thigh.

“You have only yourself to blame. You should have told me the truth from the start.”

“I was embarrassed,” he admitted. “I don’t normally do this kind of thing.” And he wasn’t sure what had compelled him to do it this time.

“It was very sweet of you.”

“Exactly,” he grumbled. He hauled himself off the bed and kicked his jeans off before sitting at the table where she was still picking at her strawberry treat with her fingers.

“New friend?” she asked, nodding toward the sock he still held in his hand. He’d completely forgotten it was there.

“Attack snake!” he shouted and touched her boob with his sock. “Oh no, she’s been bitten. She’s too young to die!”

He wrestled her sweater off over her head and sent her bra flying across the room in his haste to suck out the poison and save her precious life. She was laughing so hard by the time he freed her of her constrictive clothing, she couldn’t catch her breath.

“This snakebite looks all swollen and red,” he said, dipping his fingers in whipped topping. “Better put some salve on it.”

He loved the way she shuddered as he drew his cream-dipped fingertips over her hardened nipple. Her giggles turned to sighs of pleasure as he lowered his head to lick and suckle the tip of her breast.

“Thank you for saving my life, sir,” she murmured, threading her fingers through his hair.

“My pleasure.” He tilted his head back to look up at her. There was a far juicier cream he wanted to sample at the moment. He slid a finger down her belly toward his preferred destination. “Will you shave for me?”

She rubbed her jaw, checking for beard growth. “I shaved just this morning.”

“I’ll even let you use my razor.” She probably had no idea what he was sacrificing by offering his favorite blade. “You’ll find it in the bathroom.” That was where the team that delivered the band’s day-off luggage and set up their hotel suites always put it for him.

“I’ll try it,” she said. “But I’ve never been good with sharp objects. Prepare a tourniquet.”

He chuckled, not sure how he’d apply a tourniquet to her lady parts.

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Olivia Cunning's Novels
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