Shiori wiggled her butt and canted her hips. “Off.”

“Why? Am I tempting you?”

“No. You’re squishing me.”

Such a little liar. But he said, “Yes, ma’am.” Before he asked her to turn over, he ran his hands over every delicious inch of her one more time. Then he patted her hip. “Other side, please.”

Before she could spout off a reminder of her rules, he fastened his mouth to hers and kissed her. And kept on kissing her until some of the tension left her body.

He should’ve gradually moved from her mouth down her neck, but he made a beeline straight for her tits. He straddled her body so he could get both hands on that firm, soft flesh. “Look at you. These are perfect. Absolutely fucking perfect.” Dipping his head, he tickled the tip with a small flick of his tongue. As soon as the skin puckered, he latched on and drew strongly.

Her back arched and her hands fisted in his hair.

Yeah. That’s what he wanted. An unpracticed reaction out of her.

He kneaded her other breast and switched sides, licking and sucking. Pushing her breasts together put her nipples so close that he could almost get them both in his mouth at the same time.

Once she’d quit writhing, he slid his hands down the sides of her body, palming her rib cage and letting his thumbs drag down the indent in her torso. Her core muscles were tight, even in rest. He paused when the base of his hands rested on her hips. Shiori was compact here too, but as he’d been on the receiving end of her hip throws, he knew size was deceiving.

His thumbs stroked the section below her belly button, and her skin rippled. He focused his attention on that area, teasing with his lips and breath. Letting his chin slide over the rise of her mound. Hoping she’d give him the signal to bury his mouth between her thighs.

She tugged on his hair.

“Mmm?”

“You seemed to’ve gotten stuck in one spot.”

“I like this spot.” He looked up at her, across the plane of her body. “But do I have permission to move down to what’ll likely be my favorite spot?”

“No. But I would like you to massage my feet.”

Knox banked his disappointment. He pushed back and sat on his heels. When he circled his fingers around her ankle, she flinched. Interesting reaction. He set her heel on his thigh and pressed his thumb into the middle of her foot, pushing in circles from the ball, down her arch, to the start of her heel and back up.

She sighed. “You’ve done this before.”

“No, ma’am.”

“So you’re just a natural, hitting all the good spots?”

He worked his thumb between her toes. “No. But I’ve seen guys with a foot fetish working it, and I took notes.”

“Very good notes.”

She’d left her legs parted, allowing him an unimpeded view of the pink tissues that glistened with her arousal.

“Stop that,” she warned.

Knox forced his gaze away from that tempting slice of heaven. “What?”

“You keep looking at my pussy and licking your lips.”

“You’d rather I was licking your pussy?”

She pointed. “Back to the foot massage.”

Before he switched feet, he angled his head and started kissing her ankle. The divot beside her ankle bone, then the ankle bone itself and the curve above it.

Shiori’s leg twitched so violently that she almost kicked him in the face.

He kept worshipping her delicate ankle, damn pleased with himself that he’d found one of her hidden hot spots.

“Knox. Stop.”

After placing several soft kisses on the top of her foot, he switched feet. And began again. Like before, she damn near levitated off the bed when he focused on her ankle.

This time she didn’t stop him. Instead, while he nuzzled and teased, her hand crept between her thighs. She ran her middle finger up and down her slit, getting it wet before she started rubbing on her clit. Slowly at first and then faster.

Her other arm was thrown above her head; her body was a graceful arch as she pleasured herself. She moved her finger side to side and then tapped the nub several times in rapid succession before she returned to rubbing.

It was one of the sexiest things he’d seen. Watching her get herself off was almost as good as getting her off himself.

Almost.

Shiori’s legs went rigid. Her finger moved faster, and she let out a soft gasp as she started to come.

Knox watched her greedily, this beautiful woman giving him a secret peek of her self-pleasure. When her hand fell away, he lowered her foot to the bed, awaiting further instructions.