Chapters (34)
- Copyright Page
- About the Author
- Acclaim for Jasmine Guillory and her delightful rom-coms:
- By Jasmine Guillory
- About the Book
- Dedication
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Epilogue
- ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
- Fall in love with The Wedding Date
- Read the Reese Witherspoon Book Club pick, The Proposal
- You’re invited to join The Wedding Party
- Celebrate a Royal Holiday
- FIND YOUR HEART’S DESIRE …
He kept touching her, sometimes gently, sometimes roughly, to see how she responded, what made her bite her lip, or moan, or toss her head back. After he felt like he’d driven them both to the breaking point, he sat up and pulled her pants off.
“You have matching panties?” he almost shouted.
She laughed out loud.
“Look, I wasn’t sure it was going to happen today, but a girl can hope, can’t she?”
He reached for her hands and pulled her upright.
“That’s it. The couch is all well and good for some things, but right now, I need you in my bed.”
She tossed her head—and her ass—as she walked ahead of him toward the stairs.
“And what do you propose to do while we’re in there, hmm?”
He walked behind her up the stairs and blessed his good fortune.
“Well,” he said as he joined her at the top of the stairs. “First, I’m going to rip those panties right off of you. Then I’m going to make you come so hard you’re gasping for air. And then I’m going to fuck you until neither of us can remember our names. Does that sound good to you?”
She reached for his fly and unzipped his pants.
“Mmm, that sounds excellent, but can I suggest a slight change in the agenda?”
She didn’t wait for his answer before she pulled his pants down.
“The thing is,” she said as she pushed his underwear to join his pants on the floor, “I’ve been waiting to see this for quite some time.” She wrapped her hand around his hard cock. “And, as I anticipated, it doesn’t disappoint. So, if you could just … give me a moment here.”
She pushed him against the wall, right outside his bedroom door, and sank to her knees. Then she looked up at him and smiled.
“Is that all right with you?”
He’d lost all ability to speak. The sight of her there, in that hot-as-hell lingerie, her lips less than an inch from his cock … he was surprised he was still standing.
But she was clearly waiting for some sort of signal from him, so finally he nodded. Seconds later, her tongue darted out of her mouth and licked the tip of his cock. He closed his eyes but immediately opened them again. He had to keep watching her.
First she licked him from the tip to the base, then she wrapped her hand around his cock and sucked him into her mouth.
Holy shit, she was so fucking good at this. He wanted to tell her that, he wanted to say something, but all he could do was stare at her and enjoy the hell out of this.