Chapter 30

Cliff is on the same page. At the final boutique, while I’m trying on clothes, I’m surprised to see my handsome hulk of a man slip into the dressing room with me. He places a finger over my lips to quiet me as he pins me back against the wall. I’m fully naked, and Cliff reaches down to cup my mound with one large, strong hand. His thumb finds my clit and begins to gently circle it. He presses his lips to mine as a sigh escapes my mouth. I rock against his hand, feeling my body bloom for him. His lips trail down my jaw, my ticklish neck, to my chest. Cliff flicks his tongue over one of my perky pink nipples and I have to bite my lip to keep from moaning. He suckles my nipple and tweaks it gently between his teeth while his thumb rubs circular, tight strokes on my sensitive clit. My legs start to shake.
Cliff stands up straight to whisper roughly in my ear, “Feels good, baby?”
“Mhmm,” I mumble.