“You want me to tell you…while you’re going down on me?”
“Smart girl. Yes, that’s exactly what I want.”
If he’s half as good with his tongue as he is with his fingers, I’m going to have one hell of a time concentrating. “What if now’s not a good time? Maybe I want to tell you later.”
“You stop, I stop.”
I lick my lips. “Okay.” I can do this. Surely I can do this.
But as Devan leans down and nuzzles my pussy through my panties, I’m suddenly not so sure. I watch him for a long moment, committing this scene to memory. I know for a fact I’ll be rewinding this night over and over again in the future.
He drags his tongue over the sheer lace and pauses. “Hazel.” The warning in his tone is enough to loosen my words.
I drop back onto the mattress and whimper as he swipes his tongue over me again. His beard rubs against the bare skin at the top of my thighs above my stockings, and the roughness combined with the slickness of his mouth is enough to have my vibrating. “I want to recreate my birthdays.”
Devan pauses. “Explain.”
“Don’t stop.”
His only response is to dip his tongue beneath the side of my panties. The man is a fucking tease, and I fully intend to return the favor the first chance I get. I moan a little, but I’m not about to do anything to make him stop. “This thing—” I drag in a breath as he spreads me and sucks on my clit through my panties. “This chemistry has been here for years. I want…” Best to just get it out. After what we’ve already said to each other already, surely nothing is truly forbidden? “I want to recreate my birthdays and do now what I wanted to do then,” I say in a rush.
He lifts his head and looks at me. “What did you want to do then, Hazel?”
My skin feels like it’s on fire, but I haven’t come this far to back out now. “I don’t care if you were technically still my guardian, at least of the trust fund. I wanted you to take over for me in the backseat last year. I wanted you to do exactly what you described earlier—rip off my bikini at nineteen and make me come all over your mouth.” I can’t read the look on his face, so I press on. “I wanted you to follow through on the heat in your eyes when you saw me in that schoolgirl costume at twenty. The threesome at twenty-one. At twenty-two—”
“No.”
I blink. “Excuse me.”
“Not twenty-two. You didn’t need a good fucking that birthday. You just needed to be taken care of, which is exactly what I did.”
I want to argue for the sake of arguing, but he’s right. There is absolutely nothing sexy about that birthday. “Okay, fine, not twenty-two.”
Devan gives me a long look. “Keep going.”
“Tell me you didn’t want to fuck that body paint right off me at twenty-three.”
His gaze goes heated. “I would have to be a monster to touch you while I still had control of your trust fund.” He hooks his fingers around my panties and draws them slowly down my legs. “You might have been an adult, but I was technically still your guardian.”
“Are you saying you didn’t want to fuck me?” As soon as he maneuvers my panties past my heels, I let my legs fall wide. “You didn’t think about how good my pussy would feel around your cock? Not even once?” There’s something about a garter belt, thigh-highs, and no panties that make me so fucking hot.
From the way Devan looks at me, he feels the same way. His gaze drops to where my remaining lingerie frames my pussy. “Hazel.” Again, the warning in his tone.
I mimic it right back at him. “Devan.”
“You’re playing a dangerous game.”
“I have been from the start.” I prop myself up on my elbows. “It’s only one night. One night of pretending we crossed the line half a dozen times. One night of playing that you’re still the guardian who can’t stop thinking about what his ward’s pussy tastes like. One night of me wanting the single man I’m not supposed to. Tell me that doesn’t appeal to you, and we’ll drop it.”
He coasts his hands up my legs, stopping at the tops of my stockings. “You know that appeals to me.”
One last push to get us over the edge. “I have the stuff packed. I can change right now.”
He goes still. “You planned for this that thoroughly.”
“Hope springs eternal.” I knew I hadn’t misread the chemistry between us, and I wanted to be prepared in case tonight went the best-case-scenario route. I’ll never get another chance to play out these fantasies properly again. It has to be tonight. “Please, Devan. Play with me.”