Total pages in book: 166
Estimated words: 156145 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 781(@200wpm)___ 625(@250wpm)___ 520(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 156145 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 781(@200wpm)___ 625(@250wpm)___ 520(@300wpm)
She put her hands on her hips, at her sides, and then finally crossed them over her chest. “Ravishing is a strong word.”
“It fits.” He stepped into the dressing room and shut the door behind him, unable to take his eyes off her. “If you don’t like it, divine, exquisite and breathtaking are also accurate.”
Her eyebrows inched up. “Do you have a thesaurus tucked into your back pocket?”
“Don’t need one.” He stopped in front of her and uncrossed her arms so he could see her. As with all things Lucy, both she and the lingerie were even better up close. Gideon stroked his hands down her sides and ran his thumb over the garter belt. What he found had him going to his knees in front of her. “Your panties are on top.”
“Well, yes.” A blush spread over her pale cheeks and down her chest. “I’d already decided to buy it based on the color, so I wanted the full effect.”
There was only one reason to wear panties over the garter belt; they could be removed while leaving the rest of the lingerie on.
Gideon hooked the side of the thong with his thumbs and looked up her body to her face. “Yes?”
“Yes.” The word was barely more than a stirring of the air between them.
He slid her panties down her legs, taking his time. “I’m buying this for you. Don’t argue. This isn’t a disagreement that you’ll win.”
“This getup is incredibly expensive.” As he crouched, she lifted first one foot and then the other so he could remove the thong completely.
“Worth every penny.” The garter belt framed her pussy to perfection, an offering he couldn’t have resisted if he’d tried—and Gideon wasn’t interested in trying. He guided one of her legs over his shoulder, a position that left her completely at his mercy. “Just a taste.”
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
AT THE FIRST stroke of Gideon’s tongue, Lucy forgot all the reasons this was a questionable idea. She didn’t care. The only thing that mattered was his tongue lazily circling her clit. As if he had all the time in the world and they weren’t in a public place.
A public place where every moan and sound could be heard by someone on the other side of the dressing room door.
She shivered, heat cascading through her body at the thought of someone listening. Someone knowing what they were doing. Someone thinking Gideon was so turned on by the lingerie that he couldn’t wait for the time it’d take them to get home.
He’d had to have her right then and there.
His dark gaze met hers as he licked her again. “What are you thinking?”
She was thinking she wanted more. To be dirty. To break the rules.
Lucy reached down and tugged on his shoulders. Without saying another word, Gideon rose and let her guide him to sit on the bench that ran along the wall in the changing room. He watched her through hooded eyes as she undid the front of his jeans and climbed onto his lap. After a quick detour to her purse for a condom, she rolled it onto his length. He opened his mouth but Lucy pressed a single finger to his lips.
His eyes flashed in understanding and his lazy grin made her pussy clench. Lucy guided him inside her and sealed them together. She leaned forward until her lips brushed his ear. “Someone could hear.”
“Yes.” The word was barely more than a whisper. He reached up and pulled her bustier down to bare her breasts. “Hope you locked the door. She knocks on it and it’ll swing right open. Give the woman the sight of a lifetime.”
Her nipples tightened at the image his low words painted. It didn’t matter that she knew for a fact the door was locked. It could be unlocked. Lucy held on to Gideon’s shoulders and started to move. Each time she lifted almost all the way off his cock, her breasts brushed against his mouth and he kissed first one and then the other.
Thrust. Kiss. Thrust.
“Look at how beautiful you are.” He gripped her chin and turned her face to the full-length mirror.
What a picture they made. Him fully clothed except for his cock disappearing and reappearing between her legs. Her mostly naked and riding him, her pale skin flushed with desire. Lucy couldn’t take her gaze away from where one of his big hands held her hip while the other maintained its grip on her chin, to the look on his face as he stared at her in the mirror. She licked her lips. “We are beautiful.”
He guided her back to face him. “Fuck me. Come on my cock. But be quiet or Agnes will hear.”
The words unleashed the orgasm that had been building from the moment he’d slipped off her panties. Lucy buried her face in his neck and tried to muffle her cry as she came. Gideon looped an arm around her waist and lifted her to reverse their positions, sitting her on the bench with him kneeling between her thighs, his cock still buried inside her.