Free Chasing Perfection Vol. 2 by M. S. Parker

went down it. I was starting to think that fucking her on the massive dining room table was a good idea after all when we finally reached a staircase.
     
    She put her foot on the step but stopped when I reached out with my free hand and grabbed her wrist. I pulled her close to me, balancing my full hand to the side so I could bend my head close enough to inhale the intoxicating scent that was her. “Are you sure you want to do this?” I asked. “There’s no going back after this.” I had to know, because there was no way I’d want to stop if we went any further.
     
    She looked up at me, her eyes dark pools of lust. A knot in my stomach tightened. Those fucking beautiful eyes.
     
    “I’m sure,” she said. She pushed herself up until I thought she was going to kiss me, but instead, she sucked my bottom lip into her mouth. She held it there for just a moment before biting down hard enough to send a jolt straight through me, then released it. She took off up the stairs, laughing while I stared for a moment before practically running after her.
     
    She was going to be the death of me.
     
    When we reached the top of the stairs, I yanked open the first door I saw, fully intending to throw her through it and have my way with her.
     
    It was a closet.
     
    “That might be a tight fit,” Krissy said with a laugh.
     
    I growled at her and that just made her laugh even more. She didn’t even bother with the next door but instead headed for the double doors at the end of the hallway like she owned the place. Damn, that confidence was sexy!
     
    She pushed open the doors and I peered over her head. It was a massive bedroom and, right in the very center was the biggest bed I’d ever seen. It was red, round and obviously meant to hold more than two people. I knew where we were, but I wasn’t about to let that stop me. I set what I was carrying down on an expensive-looking table that sat next to the door and then turned to close it. When I did, I noticed something that didn’t really surprise me, considering what I knew about the exhibitionist owner of this bedroom.
     
    “There’s no lock.”
     
    “Good.”
     
    I wasn’t able to hide my startled expression at Krissy’s reply and she smiled at me.
     
    “The possibility of getting caught just makes it more fun.”
     
    The more time I spent with her, the more I liked her.
     
    She slowly walked towards me, the sway of her hips fighting with her breasts and eyes for my attention. My entire body tensed in anticipation of her touching me, but she didn’t. Instead, she reached past me and picked up the food I’d brought up. I hadn’t really paid attention to what was on the tray, but apparently they were a dessert and not a sandwich. A cookie of some kind wrapped around cream frosting. I didn’t know what it was called but I didn’t think it was supposed to turn me on.
     
    Krissy, however, managed to make it do just that. She ran the tip of her tongue along her bottom lip, wetting it, and then flicked it out to catch just a dab of the frosting.
     
    “Yum.” She licked another bit of frosting from the cookie and I had to bite back a moan. She used her finger to scoop out some and held it out to me. I opened my mouth and let her slip the digit inside.
     
    The sweet burst across my tastebuds, mingled with something that was uniquely her. I swirled my tongue around her finger, thoroughly cleaning it, my eyes locked with hers the entire time. When she withdrew her finger from my mouth, she ran it down my chest, following the line of my tie.
     
    “Delicious.” I was surprised at how hoarse my voice was.
     
    “Want to know a secret?” she asked as she loosened my tie. She leaned closer when I nodded and lowered her voice even though we were the only two in the room. “I taste better.”
     
    Fuck.
     
    My tie landed on the floor before I realized she’d undone it and her fingers were already working their way through my buttons. I had to slow things down or