Chapter 9

Chapter

Nine

SEER

H ow is it possible for someone to look cum drunk before even having sex? It makes me wonder what she'll look like when she's been thoroughly fucked and sated.

My cock throbs in my leather pants, but I firmly tell him to fuck off mentally. That is until Leah opens her mouth and floors me in just five little words.

"When will I be ready?" Christ on a cracker.

This woman aims to kill me.

"When you say you are and not a moment before." I put some authority in my voice so she knows I'm serious.

"Oh," she seems to think about it for a moment, and I'm not sure if I like the look she gets in her eyes.

"Cher, what's going on in that pretty little head of yours?" I tap it softly, and she giggles.

"I'm setting up a goal sheet." Okay, she lost me.

"A what now?" I pull a bit further back.

Big mistake.

Here, brownish-pink nipples are out and hard, begging for my tongue. I heard the fabric rip but was so engrossed with the kiss that I didn't think twice about it.

"Oh, Cher. I'm so sorry about that," I'm such a fucking beast.

One item that survived the fire, and I go and rip it like a fucking Neanderthal.

Well, that and her panties.

My brain needs to shut the fuck up. Thoughts of what's covering her core are not what I need at the moment.

"It's just a nightgown. I'll get another. Shit, I guess I need to go shopping." I watch her in case she breaks out in tears again, but she's watching me as if she's waiting for something.

"What is it?" I lower myself to cover her chest from my view, but instead, I'm acutely aware of the feel of them on my chest now.

Fabulous.

"My goal sheet?" Oh yes, right.

Get your head in the game, asshole.

"I'm all ears," her smile lights up my world.

"It's a checklist I use when I'm getting ready for exams. I keep track of all the goals I need to hit to get the highest grade possible." I tilt my head in confusion.

"All the things I'll need to do and try before I'm ready for actual intercourse." She says that so much that I can't help but chuckle.

"Fine, I'll bite. What is the first on the list?" She grins.

"My first kiss." I peck at her lips.

"Check it off, Baby." She raises her hand and forms a check in midair.

"What's next?" Her cheeks turn pink before she can answer.

"How about I try to guess?" She smiles and nods.

"Touching?" I run my fingers lightly from the back of her ear, down her neck, across her collarbone, and then straight down to the middle of her chest.

Right, in between her heaving breasts, then stop.

"Yes," she whimpers.

"Just with hands, or are mouths allowed?" She gasps as I move my hand under her right breast and takes its weight, squeezing softly.

"Mouths are permitted." I smile.

"May I?" I lower to hover my lips right over her left nipple while still holding the right.

"God, yes," her words are music to my ears.

I gently drag my tongue across her nipple, and her back arches, chasing my mouth when I pull away.

"So eager to learn. Does this make me your new professor?" I suck the hard nob into my mouth and bite it gently before applying suction.

Her legs start to move as she tries to seek relief for her needy pussy. I pinch her other nipple when she doesn't answer me.

"Still waiting, Baby," I take her nipple back into my mouth, and she moans.

"Is this like role-playing?" I grin around her breast.

"Would that help check off more boxes?" I trail my tongue up her sternum and bite her chin.

"Yes," I groan as I kiss her again and let my hand wander lower.

"Open your legs." My words come out demanding, but her body obeys, and I run my hand to mid-thigh and slowly bunch the nightgown up in my hand.

"Have you ever touched yourself?" Leah gasps, and I can pretty much guess her answer.

"I mean, yes, when I bathe." I nod at her honesty.

"So you've never had an orgasm?" Her eyes turn sad as she shakes her head.

"Why did that upset you, Baby?" She tries to hide her face in my shoulder, but I don't let her.

"This only works if we're honest with each other." She blows out a breath.

"Masturbation is a sin that could eternally separate one from God," her words come out like she's reciting a scripture.

"Oh no, Baby." I shake my head down at her.

I kiss her again and move my hand right over her mound. Her gasp of surprise makes her freeze under me. I pull back again so she can see the sincerity of my words and actions.

"The closest to God we mere mortals will ever get is the moment of pure bliss right before an orgasm. Let me show you." I circle my fingers right above where I know her clit is on fire.

Her mouth opens, but I never hear what she's about to say because someone fucking knocks on my door.

"Yeah," I call out.

"Cowboy's on the phone. The police are at Spirits looking for Leah." What?

"Come in," I call out without thinking.

Leah gasps, clutching the two halves of her nightgown, which is closed as Kai opens the door.

"Someone named Annie called them for a wellness check," He trails off when he takes in our postion.

She may have covered her nipples, but Kai has a straight birds-eye view of her panties, which I know are soaked because I can smell her desire from here.

To his credit, he clears his throat and looks away. He's a stronger man than me on any day. I would have forgotten all about the police at my bar and pounced on Leah.

"Fucking Annie."