The Baby Blitz (Varsity Dads #3)(16)
Author: Lex Martin

 

“Dirty ones?” I ask as I grind down on him.

 

He smirks and thrusts up. “The kind that left me with damp sheets in the morning.”

 

Shock and delight spear through me. I try to play it cool, but I doubt I’m fooling anyone. “Starting… in college?”

 

He looks down, glances up at me, and shakes his head. “Before that. Way before that.”

 

I frown, wondering how I missed his interest. I was in love with this big idiot for years before I decided to move on with Luke. Luke, whom he sabotaged.

 

Definitely going to need to investigate that at some point, but not when I have this blue-eyed Adonis almost naked beneath me for the first time. I remind myself of the nice things he’s done for me this year. That’s enough for me to table the Luke discussion.

 

All of a sudden, I want to know what tonight will mean. If we’ll be more than just a crazy hookup at his sister’s wedding.

 

But if one night is all he wants, would that change anything?

 

I drag my hand down his sculpted chest as I think about it.

 

No. Nothing changes.

 

That reckless, eager part of me wants this, whatever it is, however I can get it. Even if it’s only one night.

 

“Everything okay?” he asks softly.

 

“Someone said something about warming me up. Now I’m wondering if that was just an empty promise.”

 

“Get over here.”

 

And he drags me down until my lips meet his.

 

 

 

 

 

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OLLY

 

 

 

 

 

Maggie’s luscious body presses against me, and she lets out a moan that makes me so fucking hard. I flip her under me, and she cradles me between her thighs.

 

“What about your knee?”

 

“It’s fine. I promise.”

 

If it’s not, she’s gonna have to sit on my face because there’s no way I’m forgoing this particular pleasure. I kiss my way down her body. Lick her collarbone. Nibble on her beautiful full breast. Pull it between my lips and suck in time to my thrusts.

 

Her hand fists my hair, and I smile against her, surprised that I like that bite of pain. By the time I work my way lower, she’s panting.

 

She must use a scented lotion because every inch of her smells like delicious ripe berries. I drag my lips over her hip bone and lick the inner crease of her thigh. Her whole body goes taut. When I glance up, the sight before me has me reaching down to give myself a good hard tug.

 

Maggie’s laid out before me like a decadent dish. Lush hips. Tiny waist. Full tits. Tight, bite-sized nipples pointing straight up. Her thick hair splayed out beneath her.

 

Gorgeous.

 

The scent of warm woman draws me back to the task at hand—making Maggie lose her mind.

 

I’m a very goal-oriented person.

 

I drag my finger over her mound. Her underwear is so thin, it’s already mostly dry from the jacuzzi. Except in one spot.

 

“Your panties are soaked.” Fuck, that’s hot.

 

Before she can say anything, I lick the damp fabric, her sweet scent making me crazy the moment I get a taste of her. I gently tug the panties until they slip between her slick lips that I suck one at a time.

 

Her knees come up on either side of my head as I lick all around that mound. Over her hot opening.

 

I’m gonna tease us both into early graves if I’m not careful.

 

“Michael,” she gasps when I graze her swollen clit.

 

She shivers and quakes beneath me, which breaks my resolve to go slow. I slide her panties to the side and give her a long lick that has her mewling in the darkness.

 

I slip one finger in her tight, wet heat. Then two. Her back arches, and I watch as she pinches her nipples.

 

Christ, she’s incredible. Who knew that under all that acerbic humor was this spicy little vixen?

 

I pump my fingers into her as I lave her swollen clit. With a gasp, she fists my hair and holds me to her as she screams. Pulsing on my fingers and tongue, she comes long and hard.

 

“That’s it, baby.” I work her down from her climax and laugh when her arms and legs flop to the bed.

 

“You’ve killed me. I’m dead.”

 

Gently, I remove my hand and lick her cum off my fingers.

 

When I look up, I see her watching me. “You’re a dirty boy. I like. Now come here.”

 

I crawl up the bed and sprawl out on my side. Resting my head in my hand, I take in the ethereal creature lying in my bed. A dark flush stains her cheeks, and her eyes are drowsy.

 

Leaning down, I kiss her. “We can call it a night if you… if you’re tired.” My balls might explode, but I don’t want to pressure her if she’s not comfortable doing more.

 

“Shut up and lie back.”

 

Laughing, I obey, because she’s hot as fuck when she’s bossy. A naked Magnolia crawls over me. “Condom?”

 

Please, God, let me have one in my suitcase. I point toward my bag. “Toiletry bag.”

 

I watch her trot her beautiful ass across my room, but when she bends over, I groan and kick off my swim trunks. With a tight fist, I jerk off while Maggie shakes her round bum one way and then the other as she looks for the foil package.

 

Finally, she holds up her hand. “Found it!” She settles over me again, rips it with her teeth, and tries to roll it down my length. “Why doesn’t this work?” Frustration furrows her brow, but I’m distracted by watching her handle my cock.

 

My brain cells eventually kick in. “Maybe it’s backwards.”

 

She flips it around. “You’re brilliant.”

 

I am, aren’t I? Because I’m pretty sure this is the smartest thing I’ve ever done.

 

When she sinks over me like a wild goddess, all tousled and slick and very, very tight, my breath catches in my throat. It’s a heady realization that I, a lowly man of no means, might be able to bang the fuck out of this gorgeous woman.

 

Thank you, universe.

 

Time to make her come again.