When You Blush Excerpt

Her hands are in my hair, her legs are around my waist, and I can’t even make it to the bed.

I brace her against the wall so I can devour her, kissing the fuck out of her. She tastes like sugar and smells like fucking sunshine.

“Fuck, you’re perfect,” I mutter against her lips.

“Too many clothes,” she says before nipping at the corner of my mouth. “Strip, Blake.”

It’s hot as fuck that she’s as revved as I am about losing the clothes, then losing ourselves in each other.

I let her down to her feet, and then we both peel out of the rest of our clothes. Shoes, socks, and pants are all shed, and when she’s standing in front of me in just her simple blue panties, I feel like I’m going to fucking explode.

“Jesus,” I breathe.

“I don’t have protection with me,” she rasps.

“I do.” I kiss her hard. “Stay. Right. Here.”

I run to my bag, open it, and fish around for the few condoms I threw in just in case, then rush back to her.

She hasn’t moved a muscle, and that makes me smile.

Without a word, she jumps in my arms, and I carry her to the bed. I toss the condoms on the bedside table, pull the covers back, then gently lay her in the middle of the king mattress.

She starts to wiggle into a sitting position, but I press my hand on her sternum.

“Stay down.”

“You’re bossy.”

A salacious grin spreads over my face. “You have no idea.” I hook my fingers into the elastic of her underwear and tug them down her legs, over her feet, and bring them to my nose.

“Blake.” She looks scandalized.

“You smell better than fucking pie.”

She bites that lip, and I spread her wide, and suddenly, she throws her arm over her face and stops watching me.

Oh, hell no.

“Don’t you dare hide from me.” I push up and over her, gently move her arm aside, and brush my lips over hers. “Look at me, Harper.”

She cracks one eye.

“All the way. Look at me, beautiful.”

She sighs and opens those gorgeous gray eyes, and I see the hesitation. The embarrassment. And that’s fucking unacceptable.

“There you are. You’re beautiful. Every inch of you. I’m going to feast on your pretty pink pussy until you pass out.”

She goes to cover her face again, but I hold her wrist and kiss her hand.

“No hiding.”

“I’m … not.”

“And no lying.”

“Blake.” She licks her lips. “I haven’t shaved down there in—”

“Don’t fucking care.” I kiss her again, deeply. “I absolutely don’t care. Honest.”

She winces, takes a breath, and then sighs. “Okay.”

Instead of kissing down her delectable little body the way I want to, I nibble across her shoulder and let my hand journey down her flat and toned stomach, over her pubis and the soft curls there, and right into her sopping wet pussy.

“Fuck, you’re already so beautifully wet for me.”

I press one finger inside her, circle her already hard bundle of nerves with my thumb, and grin against her skin when she moans and moves her hips.

“So responsive. Christ, you’re squeezing the fuck out of my finger. You’re so tight.”

She licks her lips again and widens her legs, silently begging for more.

“What do you need, Harper?”

“You.”

I hum into her neck. “I like the sound of that. I’m right here. I’ve got you. What else do you need?”

I pull my finger out and push two inside. She moans long and deep, her hips lift off the bed, and I smile down into her face as I pull my fingers out and bring them up to my lips, sucking them clean.

“You taste like fucking heaven.”

Then I kiss her so she can taste herself. Her hand moves down my side and over my ass, and I can’t help but flex into her touch.

“Mmm,” she moans against me. “More.”

“I’m going to fuck you,” I assure her, brushing her hair off her cheek. “But first, my face is going to be buried in your perfect pussy. You’ll come on my tongue before you come on my cock. Got it?”

“Holy shit.”

Her pupils dilate, and I kiss her chin before I move down her body, nudging her legs wider with my shoulders.

And when my tongue laps up her core, through all of that wet heat, Harper moans. Her hands dive into my hair, and I. Fucking. Feast.

I’ve wanted to do this since the moment I saw her on that plane. I want to consume her. I want to ravage her.

When I’m finished with this woman, no other man will ever exist for her. No one else will ever come close to being enough.

I settle in to take my time. I lick at her opening, drinking her juices as my fingers gently play with her lips.

And she moans.

I pull those lips into my mouth and suck with tiny pulses, making her squirm, and her hands tighten in my hair.

And then, I push my tongue deep inside her, move my nose over her clit, and she fucking explodes. Her climax is spectacular. Her legs shake, her hips pulse, and she makes a fucking mess of my face.

“Good girl.”

Coming October 2nd!