Falling Softly: Compass Girls, Book 4 by Mari Carr & Jayne Rylon Page B

tiptoes, she kissed him softly. Making him sip from her lips for another taste of her sweetness.
    “Not that.” He chuckled despite the situation, which should have made him want to cry instead. “I meant, how can you care? I’ve been such an asshole to you these past weeks.”
    “I forgive you.” She kissed him again, then said, “I can see how hard this has been for you. I’m sure I would have acted like an idiot too if I were in your shoes.”
    Viho flat out laughed this time. Then he groaned. “I’m so much older than you. I’m thirty-eight, Sterling. Doesn’t it bother you that I’m obviously a perv for going after someone not much more than half my age?”
    “Nope. I don’t care one bit. Did you know my grandfather JD was almost twenty years older than Vivi? People around here still talk about how epic their relationship was.” She steeled her spine. He adored the determination in her eyes. Almost enough to raise more objections just so she could overcome them.
    “Do you have a family anecdote for everything?” He nipped her lip.
    “Probably. You could try me.” She shrugged. “Or you could let it go and fuck me instead. I’m definitely in favor of the latter.”
    “Wait.” He put his hand on her throat when she would have dipped in for another kiss. Because soon he wasn’t going to be able to stop himself from accepting her offer. But he had to get one thing straight first.
    “Viho—” She narrowed her eyes at him.
    “Seriously, Sterling. You have to think this through. I’m not planning on hanging around. I just need to save up some more for my truck, and in the spring…I’m leaving.” He didn’t want to hurt her any more than he already had. So he was honest. “It’s better if we don’t get attached.”
    “I’m afraid it’s too late for that.” She bowled him over with the raw emotion in her eyes. “I’ve wanted you from the first instant I saw you. And now that I know what you’re really made of, I admire you, Viho. I respect you. I want you. For however long I can have you.”
    “Are you certain?” He could only give her one more chance.
    She didn’t take it.
    “Yes.” Sterling Compton dropped to her knees in front of him. His head fell back as she finished undoing his jeans, then shoved them down. Grateful for the brown paper taped to the windows of the unopened storefront, he let her have her way.
    Soon, she had his cock out and ready, her delicate fingers pumping slow but steady until he was fully erect. The instant her lips fastened around the head of his dick, he reflexively thrust his hips, filling her mouth with his arousal.
    She didn’t seem to mind, hungrily sucking on him as her fingers wandered lower, to tease his balls.
    Viho was glad now not to have a shirt. It saved him some time. He kicked off his boots and jeans, then sank to the floor on top of Sterling. When they were both horizontal, he flipped around, never allowing his cock to leave her moist, warm, sucking—oh, God—mouth.
    Once he situated himself, he immediately went to work peeling her jeans and pretty panties down her legs so that he could return the favor. Thankfully, she didn’t try to stop him.
    He hummed when he scented her arousal, spicy and delicious. Nothing could have prepared him for how good she tasted when he buried his mouth in her damp folds and licked.
    Sterling shuddered beneath him and sucked harder. Deeper.
    He took that as a good sign.
    So he nuzzled her as he curled one finger, inserting it the barest bit inside her as he continued to breathe softly over her blushing flesh. Viho lapped at her, enjoying her squeals and sighs. He explored, discovering the spots she liked being touched best. What kind of pressure made her moan? He practiced the fluttering of his tongue that she preferred.
    He could have eaten her for hours.
    Except it wasn’t long before she began to tremble in his arms. Her sucking grew careless and she caught his cock with the sharp edge of one of her