Page 124 of Before I Loved You

I shake my head, biting my bottom lip. “Please.”

“Always such a good girl,” he whispers before gently kissing my lips. He stands up straight and walks away, leaving me confused as he walks to the end of the bed.

“What are you—”

Suddenly, he grabs my ankles and pulls me to the end of the mattress, leaving my ass hanging over the edge. Kneeling on the floor, he places my legs over his shoulders, gazing between my legs with a ravenous hunger in his eyes. “I’m going to eat this pretty pussy until you come all over my tongue, screaming my name,” he warns.

“Promises. Promises,” I whisper.

A low chuckle leaves him before he swiftly takes one long, leisurely swipe of my center with his tongue.

“Oh, yes,” I moan.

“Sarah?”

“Mm-hmm?” I grip the sheets in anticipation of what’s to come. Newsflash. It’s me. I’m about to come.

“I’ll always be here for you.” And with that, he buries his head between my legs, devouring me like a starved man.

“Oh my God.” My back arches off the bed as he thrusts two fingers into me, pounding away, giving me exactly what I need. His free hand reaches up, pinching a nipple between his fingers, mimicking what his mouth does to me that drives me over the edge. It doesn’t take long for my legs to shake and the fire in my core to erupt, seeing that I’ve been on edge most of the day. But the second his lips wrap around my clit and suck, I lose it. “Paul!” I scream out for him, my core fiercely clenching as he continues thrusting and sucking, never letting up until he’s pulled every last ounce of an orgasm out of me.

As I collapse onto the bed, he removes his fingers from me, observing me. Leisurely, he sucks his fingers clean, closing his eyes. “So fucking sweet.”

He gently moves my legs from his shoulders and stands, quickly taking his belt, pants, and underwear off, appearing before me as the basketball god that he is.

I crawl back on the bed, resting my head on the pillow, and when I peek up, my eyes immediately notice his thick cock, looking very pleased to see me. Paul starts to prowl on top of me like a hungry lion, ready to ravage me as he kisses his way up my body. The taut muscles over his back and shoulders flex with every lethal move he makes. His hard cock glides against my leg, igniting a thundering pulse between my thighs.

I inhale a shaky breath. “Paul?”

“Mm-hmm?” He continues his trail of kisses, nipping and licking his way up my body.

“I want to ride you.”

He freezes above me, his lips pressed down between my breasts. His eyes look up at me, and a devilish grin appears.

“Whatever my baby girl wants, she gets.”

Before I can comprehend what is happening, Paul flips us over. I land on top of him, gripping his shoulders as he leans back against the headboard.

“Let me see what my girl can do.” His eyes sparkle with lust, watching me as I lift my hips, positioning myself above him.

I feel the head of his cock near my entrance and drop myself down only an inch, enjoying the stretch.

Paul releases a low groan, gripping my hips. I sit like that for a few seconds, teasing his tip as I lift myself just slightly up and down. His fingers dig into my ass as I finally slam down on his thighs.

“Oh God,” I cry, rolling my head back as I remain frozen, adjusting to the overwhelming but completely satisfying fullness he provides me.

Pain meets pleasure.

“Fuck, you feel so good. So fucking perfect,” Paul groans as his head rolls back and his grip tightens.

The room falls silent, like the calm before a powerful storm.

We both look at each other at the exact moment with nothing but unbridled need in our eyes.

This man has ruined me for anyone else.

He’s all I will ever want or need.

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