“What were you expecting?” I ask, my thumb tracing her bottom lip.
“I don’t know. Maybe just talking?” Even in the darkness, I can see the way her cheeks seem to blush.
“I’m not much of a talker,” I admit, lowering my head to kiss along her jawline. Honestly, this is the most I’ve spoken to a woman that wasn’t Amelia, Judy, Della, or my sister.
“You could have fooled me.” She smiles.
“I’ve been surprising myself all night,” I whisper, my hand sliding down her side, even farther to the hem of her dress, feeling her shiver beneath my touch. The night air has cooled, but there’s heat building between us that has nothing to do with the summer evening.
“What are we doing out here, Tyler?” she asks, her voice breathy as my fingers trace the edge of her dress.
The question hangs between us, and I pause. What am I doing? I’ve got a son at home, responsibilities, and this is Mammon’s sister. But then her eyes catch the starlight, and I find myself not caring about any of that. All I want is to take a moment in time for myself and enjoy this beautiful woman’s body.
“I’m enjoying the company of a beautiful woman,” I answer honestly. “Is that okay with you?”
“Yes,” she whispers, her voice barely audible over the chorus of crickets surrounding us. “That’s definitely okay.”
I lean in again, this time taking my time to explore her mouth, my tongue sliding against hers as my hand continues itsjourney up her thigh, lifting the dress as I go. She gasps into my mouth when my fingers find the edge of her panties.
“Tyler,” she breathes, her hips shifting beneath my touch.
“If you want me to stop, just say the word,” I murmur against her neck, feeling her pulse quicken beneath my lips.
“I don’t want you to stop,” she admits, her fingers threading through my hair.
I slide my hand beneath the fabric, finding her warm and wet. Her back arches as I stroke her, her breath coming in short gasps that match the rhythm of my fingers.
“You’re beautiful,” I tell her, watching her face in the starlight. The way her eyes flutter closed, her lips part—I can’t tear my eyes away. “Let’s get rid of your dress.”
She nods, sitting up and pulling the dress over her head in one fluid motion. The moonlight catches on her pale skin, making her look like some kind of goddess as she lies back down. I take a moment to look at her, drinking in the sight of her curves bathed in starlight.
“You’re staring,” she whispers, but she doesn’t try to cover herself.
“I’m appreciating,” I correct her, running my hand down her side. “You’re gorgeous, Delaney.”
I shed my shirt, tossing it aside before lowering myself beside her. The contrast of our skin . . . my sun-darkened arms against her milky complexion . . . makes me pause for just a second. Then, her fingers are on my belt buckle, and I lose all thought.
“Let me,” she says, her voice husky as she unfastens my jeans. I help her push them down my hips, kicking them off along with my boots.
When I’m fully naked, she reaches for me, her hand wrapping around my length. I hiss at the contact, my eyes closing briefly as pleasure shoots through me.
“I want your mouth wrapped around my cock,”I growl, the words tumbling out before I can stop them. My cock jerks at the mere thought of her delectable lips sucking me off.
Delaney doesn’t hesitate in getting to it. She slides down my body, her blonde hair trailing across my stomach as she positions herself between my legs. When her lips wrap around me, I can’t help but groan at the sensation. Her mouth is hot and wet, her tongue working magic as she takes me deeper, swallowing around me.
I don’t think I’ve had anyone suck me off with such enthusiasm as she is.
“Fuck,” I breathe, my fingers threading through her hair. I watch her in the starlight, the sight of her taking me, making my cock throb in her mouth. “Just like that.”
She moans around me, the vibration sending shivers down my spine. I let her take control for a few minutes, enjoying the sensation before I gently pull her back up. I’m not ready to come just yet.
I reach for my jeans, pull my wallet out, and snag the condom from inside.
I tear open the foil packet with my teeth and roll the condom down my length. Delaney watches me with hungry eyes, her chest rising and falling rapidly.Moving between her legs, I dip low and kiss her longingly.
“You ready for me?” I ask, my voice rough with need.
She nods, biting her lower lip. “Yes.”