Three Little Mistakes (Blindfold Club, #3)

by Nikki Sloane

She rolled off of me. The cover shifted as she did as asked, and I yanked my boxer briefs down, kicking them away. I rose up on my elbow and turned to her, but her hands were on my shoulders, pressing me back down so she could straddle my lap. “You think you’re the boss tonight, little girl?” “Ssh,” she whispered in my ear, and her bare, wet pussy slicked across my hard cock. My mind emptied. All I could think about was the sensation and how I wanted her to do it again. The comforter wrapped around us like a cocoon, but she wasn’t shivering anymore. Her hands scooped under my head, tilting me into her kiss that was a thousand times better than anything else I’d had. She’d fucking ruined kissing. I’d asked if she wanted me to ruin her, and she’d done it to me. No one would match up after her. My hands skated over the curves of her bare back, my fingertips skimming the hollow of her spine and working lower, until I gripped a handful of her ass. I lifted her, trying to urge her to take me inside. I’d had plans of burrowing beneath the covers and kissing her legs until her knees shook and she begged me to go down on her, but now I was impatient. I wanted . . . that connection.