Not Until You: Part VI Read Online Free PDF Page A

“Thank you. Truly.”
    “My pleasure,” he said, circling his arms around me. “Now strip and go kneel on that shiny, new bed. It’s time to sully its virtue.”
    I laughed. “Seems to be a lot of that going around.”
    “Have I sullied you, Ms. Medina?” he asked, his hands sliding down to cup my ass beneath my dress.
    “Obviously not enough tonight.”
    He pinched the back of my thigh, and I yelped. “Get on the bed, woman.”
    “Yes, sir.” I stepped back and shimmied out of my dress and underwear, then climbed onto the new four-poster bed, the fluffy white comforter sinking beneath me. I tucked my legs beneath me and put my hands in my lap, trying to emulate the proper submissive kneel I’d learned about.
    Foster shrugged off his jacket and pulled off his shirt, watching me intently the whole time. Then he walked forward and braced his arms on the two posts at the foot of the bed, looking like some winged god who was about to swoop down and ravage me. “You look like some sweet, innocent thing in the middle of all that white fluff, angel. Everything except your eyes. Your eyes say that you’ve got a seductress inside waiting to come out to play.”
    I smiled, feeling shy all of a sudden at his hot perusal. “I’m not so sure about that.”
    “Show me, angel. Tempt me into your bed.”
    ***
    Cela’s eyes went a little wide at his command, and Foster almost chuckled at her shock. She truly had no idea how fucking seductive she could be. But he was about to give her a chance to see it for herself.
    “What do you mean?” she asked, brown eyes guarded.
    “I mean,” he said, keeping himself there at the foot of the bed, despite his body demanding he pounce on her right this very minute, “show me what I’m missing if I don’t crawl into this bed with you.”
    He could see her throat work as she swallowed hard. “I’m not sure I can.”
    “You will,” he said, a soft command. “Close your eyes if it helps.”
    She nodded, and though he could tell she was reluctant, she let her eyelids fall shut.
    “Go ahead, beautiful. Tempt me.”
    Tentatively, her hands slid up from her knees, along her body, until she was cupping those full, lush breasts of hers, the nipples darkening with arousal as she ran her thumbs over them. She tilted her head back with a gentle sigh of contentment, her dark hair sweeping along the top curve of her ass.
    His grip tightened on the posts as his cock pressed against the fly of his dress pants. “That’s right, angel. Show me what kind of pleasure you like.”
    He loved how close to the surface her sensuality was becoming, how her fledgling sexual confidence was blooming and stretching toward the light. Toward him. He’d never seen anything more erotic.
    Apparently buoyed by his encouragement, she parted her knees a bit, exposing that pretty pussy of hers to full effect. Sweet pink lips glistening and flush with arousal. The sight nearly had his restraint dissolving. He’d left her panties on at the restaurant, so he hadn’t had the pleasure of seeing just how turned on she was until now. But he’d felt how wet she’d been and knew that she’d feel like heaven around him.
    One of her hands drifted down from her breast and parted her folds, her pale painted fingernails sliding tentatively along the swollen bud he’d teased with the crop tonight. The sight was so sweetly erotic that he had to reach down and unfasten his belt and pants to free himself before he suffered permanent zipper marks on his cock. Her fingers teased at her entrance, and she hummed a moan in the quiet of the bedroom. His hand gripped his cock, giving it a long stroke as he watched her fingers disappear inside herself.
    “Look at me,” he said hoarsely. She hesitated for half a breath, then lifted her head and opened her eyes. Her pupils were almost full black with arousal, but her teeth bit at her lip, her insecurity returning now that she had to face him. He reached out and grabbed her chin.