Free Aroused (Taming Himself Book 1) by Kia Carrington-Russell Page A

didn’t overly like. But I continued to smile and nod at the correct moments. Usually when she raised her eyebrows slightly, I just said, ‘I completely agree.’
                  “Hey baby girl,” I interrupted. “Since it’s your birthday, I would like to do something special for you and while we are at it, why don’t we order dinner?”
                  “Yea, of course.” She quickly looked at the menu, as always going straight to the salad menu. I personally thought it wouldn’t hurt her to eat a few sundaes and pieces of steak, but she was always strict on the food she ate.
                  “May I please order four shots of tequila?” I asked the waitress. I needed to be that little more drunk if I had to continue listening to the politics of models. I had to give the woman credit, she knew how to talk. And talk and talk and talk.
                  “Oh, tequila,” she rattled. “I’ll just have the garden salad, thank you.”
                  “You know, we came all this way to a French restaurant. Why don’t you try something new for your birthday?” I encouraged, pointing to the menu. If a glare had contained daggers I’d be dead.
                  “Just because it’s my birthday it doesn’t mean I can be lenient and besides,” her smile spread across her face. “I have you for a treat, but I’m keeping that for later.”
                  I sat back in my chair, returning the smile. Amy was simple, but it was what I liked the most about her. She was also direct, which I could appreciate. And so I waited for the end of the night. We actually had a really good time and after a few more wines and tequilas we were in the back seat of a cab on our way to Amy’s apartment. I had to push away her roaming hands as she sucked on my neck and bit the bottom of my lip in the back of the cab. I wanted to pin her against the back seat and explore her with my hands, like she did me, but I had to wait.

Chapter Thirteen

     
     
    A my slammed me up against her front door. I returned the favour and slammed her back against the wall as she kissed me. I kicked the door to close it.
                  “Sssshhh,” she said, raising a finger to her lips. “My roommate.” She began to giggle, jumping up and wrapping her legs around my waist. She firmly held my jaw as she kissed me, her tongue sliding against mine. She began to tug off my jacket as I stumbled towards her room. “Go to the shower,” she whispered. She threw my jacket to the floor. I grabbed her succulent flesh as her dress rode up and she lifted it over her head. Thank god, there was no zipper to battle with. She threw it to the ground and revealed a lacy purple bra with no panties.
                  I looked down at her glorious, freshly-shaved pussy. “You were wearing no panties that whole time?” Her smile spread wider as she took my lips and begun to unbutton my shirt.
    Oh my god, she wasn’t wearing any that whole time.
    I grunted as she bit down hard on my lip. She fumbled for the door knob behind her and finally opened it. I could hardly see her in the shallow light of the bathroom. I could only see the outline of her shape and the sparkle of her eyes because of the moon’s shine.
                  There was a small basin behind her where I swept her over to. She pushed everything off and giggled as her bare ass hit the cold basin. “Crap, that’s cold.”
                  “Don’t worry baby girl, I’ll warm you up,” I said. I tugged at my belt and took my underwear off. The moonlight shimmered on her pussy, which made my cock even harder for her. I wanted to taste that. I pushed back her shoulders and leant in to taste her sweet pussy. My lips brushed past her smooth lips as she began to whimper. I began licking at her, nibbling and pulling. I loved the taste of her; that pussy that was naked all night. My