My first sense that I wasn't alone was the feel of warm fingers tracing their way up my leg. I wasn't usually a heavy sleeper, but that took me by surprise. I hadn’t heard a thing. An electric flash of alarm jolted me, but then I felt myself smile and relax. Oh yeah, I thought, this is going to be good.
The warm fingers were replaced by warm lips and they made their way up my calf and then swirled around my right knee. I groaned lightly and reached down, urging her to keep heading north. She did. With a slow wet nibbling slide up the inside of my thigh. I was painfully ready for her and then I felt the tickle of her hair dancing across my hip bone as she wriggled into position. My eyes fell shut and my legs tensed as I felt the warm wet sensation begin to caress and relieve my heated ache. I didn’t want the party to ever end, but deep inner signals began to tell me that it wouldn’t last much longer if I let her continue.
I was reaching for the sides of her head to pull her up and astride me when I felt warm wet lips against mine, a hungry tongue darting with quick stabs against mine. I couldn’t believe the double ecstasy I was …
Wait a minute. My eyes snapped open, and I froze. Hair covered my face and I smelled strawberry shampoo. A face was pressed firmly against mine preventing me from looking down or seeing anything. But I could feel a hot mouth working its magic. Down there.
I didn’t want to be rude, but who the hell was on the other end? I tried to gently push her away and my hands settled on short cropped hair slightly stiff with hair spray. In a sudden unstoppable red hot rush all my senses roared to the surface. My eyes rolled back in my head and my back arched as I let out a throbbing groan.
When the pulses calmed and I was able to breathe again, I opened my eyes and threw off the cover. The warm and wet sensations lingered but I was alone. The tool truck headlights stared back at me blankly from the darkness, and the warm and wet quickly turned to damp, sticky and cold.
CHAPTER TWENTY TWO