Ride to Restoration (Ride Series Book 2) by DJ Wilson

didn ’ t look staged and she didn ’ t look coerced in any way.
From my perspective, Candi looked really comfortable taking the lead while
delivering spectacular results. ”
    “ Stop it, Victoria, you ’ ve said enough. I ’ ll take that drink now. ”
    Turning
on the jets to the tub, I watched the steam rise, casting a shimmering glow on
the woman beside me. Feelings that I had fought so long to suppress were waging
an all out war in me ... and winning. Wrapping my arms around her, I shared her
consolation with a kiss that escalated into lip sucking, tongue probing
passion, before I pulled away.
    “ Please, don ’ t stop, ” I
breathed into his ear.
    “ You don ’ t understand, girlfriend. ”
    “ What ’ s there to understand? You want me. ”
    “ I do, but there are things about me you —”
    “ And I want you … now! ”
    “ Oh, screw it! ”
    “ Gladly, ” I
retorted, repositioning myself on him, and kissing him passionately.
    Her
tongue darted playfully, while her hands strategically positioned me to enter
her for the very first time.
    I ’ ve waited too
long for this. Maybe I should lighten the mood. “ Damn, you feel good, you old
bastard. ”
    “ Damn, you feel better, you tight, greasy cunt. ”
    We
both laughed, realizing our banter had broken through the ice that had
separated us for so long. “ Victoria, you do realize our relationship has risen to the
next level, ” I
murmured, while her breasts jostled up and down in my face. “ Slow down, girlfriend, I
love the tub, but I love the bed more. Tonight, I ’ m going to give you what you
want, even if it takes till morning. ” Rising up I made it to the seat of the tub before Vic ’ s hands and lips held me
captive.
    “ Do not move, ” I
directed on his upstroke between breaths. “ I ’ ve got you, right where I
want you. ” Gliding
up and down with my hands and mouth, I was determined to bring him close
repeatedly, expertly using my hands to stop any notion of him getting off … before me.
    “ Enough, you ’ ve teased me enough. It ’ s my turn to return the
favor, ” I managed to
say, while pushing her off me before spinning full circle and stepping onto the
tile floor. Holding up an oversized towel, “ my lady, if you please. ” Like an obedient child, Vic rose from the water, stepped out
of the tub and into my waiting arms. Wrapping the towel around her, I picked
her up and carried her to the bed. “ The next scene in our sonnet
is about to unfold. ” Flipping
back the comforter on the opposite side, I coaxed her onto the crisp linen
sheets. “ I want to taste you, all of you, from the nape of your neck
to the tip of your toes. Hold that thought, ” I quipped, before retrieving her thong and wine from the
tub room.
    “ What are you doing, D? I don ’ t want my underwear on. ” I ’ ve come too far with him tonight
to back up!
    “ There ’ s a method to my madness, darling. Humor me. Lift your
feet, now your legs. Good, I ’ ve got it from here, ” I said, as I pulled her thong almost to its final resting
place before my tongue got the best of me. “ Now close your eyes, lay
back and enjoy the ride. ” Pushing
both her beautiful legs into the air and backwards to her chest, I buried my
face deep inside her, my tongue teasing the bottom of her sweet spot while my
nose teased the top. Lingering a little long in the moment, I felt her skin
shiver along the insides of her thighs as they subconsciously pressed against
my cheeks. Setting her thong in place in the next moment was not what she
expected.
    “ Please, D, don ’ t stop. I was so close —”
    “ No kidding, a little more agony, a whole lot more ecstasy,
if you please. The best is yet to come. ” Climbing over her, I positioned myself between her thighs
while my lips ravaged the nape of her neck, first on the left, then the right.
Rocking back and forth, I continually teased her knowing that the only barrier
between us was the silky fabric of her