Can't Help My Shelf (His Curvy Librarian Book 3) by Frankie Love (best finance books of all time .txt) 📗

“Come,” I command, turning and draping his tie over my shoulder as I lead him upstairs to my bedroom.

I let him go when we get there, then open a drawer in my dresser and toss a condom to him. While he rips the foil open, I undo the sash on my wrap dress, then let it fall open. Nash’s eyes drink me in, every inch of me. He’s not in a hurry and for the first time in my life, I’m not embarrassed by this kind of scrutiny.

Thank God Cass and Brooks insisted I go to that lingerie store! They were right about that—I feel hot as hell, partly because of what I’m wearing but mostly because it feels incredible to have Nash’s eyes on me like this, hungry for me.

I know it will feel even more incredible to have his hands on me, his body pressed against my own.

I walk slowly back over to him at the foot of the bed, letting my hips sway seductively as I watch him strip off his tie, then his shirt, and at last his trousers. His cock springs up, big and thick, with a bead of pre-cum wetting the tip.

I lick my lips.

He’s got one hand around the base of his fat cock, the other readying the condom, and I say, “Wait.”

Nash looks at me, a little concern in his eyes, like I might have changed my mind.

Hell no—I’ve never wanted anyone more than this. But there’s something I want to do before he has to roll that condom over his big, beautiful cock.

I drop to my knees in front of him and he lets out a groan of pleasure when he sees what I’m about to do.

6

Nash

Nora takes my cock in her mouth and it’s the best damn sight in the world.

I thought my heart was gonna stop when she let her dress pool around her feet and I saw the soft pink lingerie beneath it. Her nipples pebbled visibly beneath the sheer lace of her bra, and I could see the dampness of the silk between her thighs—all that for me.

And now she’s sliding her lips up and down my shaft, her tongue rolling expertly over the head of my cock with each stroke. It’s almost too much to take, this funny, smart, sweet, gorgeous woman that I could talk to about books all night and never once get bored… and she’s fucking worshipping my cock like it’s her job.

Damn it, I think I’m falling in love with this woman.

My nuts tighten and a shiver runs through me, and I know I gotta slow down or I’m gonna come right in her pretty little mouth. And I’m not nearly ready for that.

I step back, hold out my hand, draw Nora to her feet.

“Was that okay?” she asks, her eyes big and innocent, and goddamn, I’ve never met anyone more perfect for me.

“You’re kidding right?” I say. “It was mind-blowing. I thought my legs were going to give out.”

“Well, we better crawl into bed then,” she says, and abruptly turns around, crawling onto the bed and giving me a great view of her plump little ass. I groan and fist the condom over my cock so I can hurry up and join her.

I climb naked into the bed and crawl between Nora’s thighs. I let my hard cock slide through the damp silk between her legs and she lets out a little whimper as I kiss her belly, her ribs, her shoulder.

“Oh, Nash…” she breathes, her eyelids fluttering shut as she lets me take my time exploring her beautiful body.

I drag the straps of her bra down and Nora reaches behind her back to unclasp it, freeing large, full breasts with nipples that are hard and pink. I bring my mouth down to tease one of them, circling my tongue over it, and immediately she lets out another, deeper moan and arches her back.

I smile. “Sensitive?”

“I guess so,” she says, “for you.”

“Mmm,” I groan, my mouth back on her body, tasting her, breathing her in. I love that she said that, and I love the idea that all of this is for me. She’s for me, and I’m all hers—at least for tonight. I flick her other nipple with my tongue, eliciting another surge of her body against mine, then look up into her eyes. “‘The sight of lovers feedeth those in love.’”

She smiles. “Shakespeare?”

I nod. “As You Like It.”

Then she surprises me, tangling my hair in her fingers and pushing my head downward as she says, “I do like it… a little lower.”

I groan again, hungry for her and so turned on by how open and sensual she is. I peel her panties down her legs, then settle between her thighs. I taste her, slowly teasing the little bud there, and parting her folds to slide my fingers into her sweet, wet little pussy. She’s so slick and hot, ready for me, and her hips move with the rhythm of my tongue.

“Oh my God,” she cries out, her core already tightening around my fingers. “Oh Nash, you’ve got me so close already.”

“Come for me,” I say, pumping my hand faster, deeper. “God, I want to watch you come, Nora.”

She lets out a squeal, buries her face in the pillow beside her and completely loses herself. Wetness floods my palm and her thighs shake uncontrollably around my head, and my cock aches almost painfully with how bad I want her.

“Fuck, you are so hot,” I groan.

“Fuck me,” she pleads the minute she’s able to catch her breath. She lifts her head from the pillow, looking down at me with desperation in her eyes. “I need you inside me, Nash.”

I don’t need a written invitation.

I join her at the top of the bed, then grab her hips and flip her on top of me. She lets out another little yelp, which turns into a moan of pleasure so deep her eyes actually roll back for a second as I