23 - Did I Stutter?

23 - Did I Stutter?

Emma

“My tongue inside your pretty pussy.”

My mouth parted and a different type of warm feeling burst through me when his eyes flickered to my parted lips. “I can help you not think for a while. What do you say?”

“W-what?”

“I’m asking you if I can fuck your pussy with my mouth, Doll.”

“What will you have me do in return?”

He chuckled and oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, I was in ruin because there was no coming back after hearing Cillian fucking Chang chuckle like that. I wanted to capture that sound and drown in it.

“I’m not asking you to get my dick wet, Doll. I’m asking you as your… concerned bodyguard. To help you not think.”

“Oral sex to help me not think?” I pursed my lips and nodded. “Right.”

“Mhmm,” he hummed, a sparkle in his eyes that I’ve never seen before.

“Are you playing with me right now?”

“If I was playing with you, you’d know.”

What the hell is that supposed to mean?

His eyes were challenging and there was one thing that a Moore never backed out