"What are you doing?" I ask while Ridge buries his head in my cleavage.
"Looking for my dinner. I'm starved." He lifts my shirt and pulls my bra down exposing my breasts and pebbled nipples. "Lean back a little, babe."
With the palm of my hands resting behind me on the counter I lean back, a tinge worried because there's nothing but open air to catch me.
Ridge spreads my legs and reaches under my skirt tapping my ass twice until I lift. In one fluid move he pulls my underwear down, clutching them in his hand. "I think I'll eat right here."
His tongue flicks over my nipple and I arch to get closer. "Didn't we try this once and Aunt Mary walked in on us?" I ask, nervous about my exposed position on his counter.
He sucks on my nipple in response, squeezing my breasts together. "Shhh. No more talking." Ridge's thumb caresses my bottom lip until I open for him, and then he shoves my wadded up underwear in my mouth.