Page 36 of Only Ever You

“It’s just …” She bites her bottom lip, and it’s maddening. “I don’t have a lot of experience, and I’m not like the other women in your life.”

My eyebrows rise. “Other women?”

“You know. Like the women I’ve seen you with on your social media.”

I shake my head. “My social media is usually work related. It doesn’t reflect my taste in women.”

Her brows knit. “I thought … What is your taste in women?”

“You.”

She giggles when I lunge at her, burying my face in her neck and nibbling at the junction where it meets her shoulder. “Deacon, be serious.”

I raise my head. “I am serious. You’re my taste. And if I don’t get to taste you soon, I’ll go crazy.”

A smile spreads across her lips. “I don’t know what to do when you talk like that.” She pushes me down onto the bed.

“When did you get to be so bossy?”

“When I realised there’s one thing I think I’m good at. You’ll have to let me know.”

Her shy smile is driving me insane, but its’s clear she’s out of her comfort zone now and just going for it.

“You can do to me whatever you want to, sweetheart.”

“I was hoping you’d say that.”

She drops to her knees, and the sight is enough to make me lose it on the spot.

After hooking her fingers back around the waistband of my boxers, she tugs them down my legs until I’m bared completely to her.

This isn’t how I pictured this going. I wanted to unwrap her like a present and savour her nakedness before giving her more orgasms than she’s ever had.

All I can do instead is gape as she wraps her hand around my hard cock and strokes it.

Holy shit.

I think I died and went to heaven.

But that’s nothing compared to the moment she takes me in her mouth and her wet heat rolls down me.

Her mouth—her mouth is like silk, and she starts up a rhythm that has my eyes rolling in my head.

“Oh good God, Pippa, you’re so good at that. Oh, baby.”

She responds by tightening her grip, her other hand cupping my balls. If I thought how she started was good, it’s nothing compared to this.

I reach for her, careful not to push her down but sliding my hand around the back of her head. It’s taking all my control not to just fuck her mouth hard, but I want her to drive this.

She picks up the pace, and with every stroke I thank my lucky stars for her being in my life again. And I already know I never want her to share this with any other man.

She’s my girl.

“Shit, Pip. I’m coming.”

If I thought she’d let up, I was wrong. Sensation washes over me as she takes me over the edge, and I blow into her mouth.

Finally, she lets go and looks up.

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