Squee! I have to say, it’s my favorite cover so far! Something about that gorgeous blue really makes it pop. I’m building up steam for the final Addie novel and I can’t wait to see it released by eXcessica publishing this December. P.S. – if you’re a fan of the Addie series, I have a few free copies for reviewers on Amazon or GoodReads (honest reviews only). Book review bloggers are welcome as well. If you’re interested, fill out the contact form!
“You taste sweet,” he murmured. “Like a beautiful girl should.”
“That’s just the martini,” I said, my cheeks growing warm.
“No,” he said. “It’s the truth.” He ran his fingers down my front, feeling my body through the silky dress. I inhaled, my head spinning from the alcohol and his firm touch.
He worked down the top of the dress until my breasts were bare, hanging in front of him like ripe fruit.
He buried his nose between them, breathing in my scent. My nipples hardened so fast that it hurt.
“Mr. Banks,” I whispered, my voice shaky. “Should we really be doing this? In here, right now?”
He didn’t answer. Instead, he took a breast in each hand, stroking the soft flesh like he was milking me. “Oh,” I gasped, my mouth watering.
I sighed as he leaned forward to suck on a nipple, his tongue flickering over the tip. I moaned as he switched to the other breast, leaving my nipple wet and tingling.
As he suckled at my tits his hands rounded behind me, squeezing my ass, working the dress up over the tops of my thighs until my black thong was exposed. He massaged my bare ass cheeks as I trembled, just waiting for someone to discover us in here, with me half naked, my breasts in his face.
I heard him unzip his trousers, and gasped to feel his hot cock sliding up between my thighs. I looked down at him, my eyes wide, watching him tongue my nipples. I spread my legs, offering myself to him—as if by habit.
He ran his fingers down my thong until the triangle of fabric disappeared into a single wet cord sliding through my pussy lips. He pushed it into me, rubbing me through the thong.
“Oh, fuck,” I whimpered.