Page 40 of Should Have Been Me

“No,” she barked, her brows heavy over her eyes. “Not really. Not like you mean it.”

My throat felt thick, my balls heavy. My dick was actively trying to punch its way through my slacks to get to her. I could feel my pulse throbbing in my temple. Hope and shock were warring inside me, unable to trust that I heard her correctly. “I-is that something you want?”

“Yes!” She threw her head back and shouted her answer at the sky, her arms coming up at her sides in agitation. “Damn it, Vaughn! I want you to kiss me.”

Something inside me snapped. There wasn’t a chance of holding myself back after hearing her say that. Any rationality I might have had a second earlier was gone. I was no better than a caveman as I lunged forward, gripping her head on both sides and twisting my fingers in her hair as our mouths crashed together. Jolie’s fingers tangled in the front of my shirt, her nails digging into the skin beneath as she brought herself up on her toes to get closer.

Releasing her hair with one hand, I trailed it down her back and lower, gripping her ass and yanking her harder against me as I used my other hand on her head to tilt her to the perfect angle, forcing her lips apart with my own so I could slick my tongue into her sweet mouth.

I quickly swallowed down her whimper, letting out a low, deep growl as I drove my tongue into her mouth the way I wanted to thrust my cock between her thighs. Jolie’s leg came up, hooking over my hip so her sex was lined up with the steel rod beneath my fly. She circled her hips as our mouths continued to devour each other’s, and the heat I could feel coming from her pussy was enough to make me see stars.

“Fuck, Jolie. I can’t stop,” I panted as her head fell back, giving me perfect access to her delicate neck. I dragged my teeth along the sensitive cord before licking my way back up and pulling her earlobe between my teeth. “I can’t stop. I’m dying for you.”

Her breasts heaved against my chest, her delicate fingers gripping my hair as she held my face against her neck. I licked and sucked and bit, relishing the little noises each one pulled past her swollen pink lips. “Then don’t. God, please don’t stop.”

Fisting her hair, I yanked her head farther back, forcing her back to arch and presenting her tits perfectly for my tongue. I did what I’d been praying to do, dragging my lips against the silky flesh before leaning lower and nipping through her top at one of her tight, puckered nipples.

“Touch me, baby. Please. Please, God. I need you to touch me.” I was no longer above begging. I wasn’t above anything if it meant getting even closer to her.

Before I knew what was happening, her leg dropped and her palms landed on my chest, pushing me back and forcing me to release her from the iron grip I’d had on her.

“Wha—”

“You wanted me to touch you,” she breathed, dragging her hands down my front as she slicked her tongue across her bottom lip. “But I want to taste you.”

Then she nearly ended me when she lowered to her knees in front of me.

21

VAUGHN

My brain was as useless as a circuit board that had just been dunked into a kiddie pool after that kiss. And what a fucking kiss it was. She blew all the other kisses I’d ever had out of the water. It was so damn good there was no longer room in my brain to recall any of them. She’d banished them all from memory, leaving room only for her.

My tongue was thick in my mouth and my lungs felt tight, unable to pull in a full breath as I watched the most beautiful woman I’d ever laid eyes on reach up and undo my belt, letting both ends fall to the side before attacking the button of my slacks with trembling fingers. I sucked a sharp hiss through my teeth when her knuckles grazed my cock, my release already on a hair trigger from that kiss alone.

Those big eyes came up, and for the first time, I noticed the way her pupils had expanded, eclipsing all color and leaving only black. “Sensitive?” she asked, all wide-eyed innocent as she pulled her bottom lip between her teeth and bit down almost nervously.

“It’s agony.” I gritted my teeth so hard the muscle in my cheek ticked. “I want you so bad I’m in physical pain. I’m afraid if I get your hands or mouth on my dick I won’t last thirty seconds, but I’ll be damned if I want it to stop. If you stop it just might kill me.”

“Then I won’t stop,” she whispered, undoing me with the need she felt for me reflected in her eyes. “I promise.”

My exhale was choppy as I stared rapt as she undid the button and lowered the zipper of my slacks. My cock throbbed violently as her fingers wrapped around the waistband of my boxer briefs and pulled downward. The relief I felt at having my erection free was nearly enough to bring tears to my eyes, but that sensation was quickly replaced with fireworks exploding inside my skull when Jolie wrapped her palm around the base and dragged it up experimentally, wrenching a grunt from the deepest confines of my chest.

My teeth clamped down on the inside of my cheek hard enough to draw blood, but it was the only way to keep from coming on the spot. It took a second for the haze to clear from in front of my vision, but once it did and I could see Jolie clearly, she was staring at my erection with a look of wonder on her face that made me want to yank her up and find the nearest flat surface to lay her out on so I could plunge inside her. It was only by sheer will and determination that I was able to hold myself back.

I had never been this horny in my life. Not even as a teenager who just discovered the wonders of beating off. I loved and loathed the sight of Jolie on her knees before me in equal measure. Loved it because of what was about to happen, but at the same time, every fiber of my being rebelled against the thought that the rough, unforgiving ground beneath her might be causing her pain. The thought of her hurting had my chest hollowing out, but before my mind could travel too far down that road, she parted her sweet pink lips and dragged her tongue along the underside of my cock, ripping a curse from my throat and nearly causing me to go blind.

I didn’t realize I’d rocked back on my heels until Jolie reached around, steadying me by gripping onto my rear end with both hands as she slid the first few inches of me into her hot, wet mouth.

“Oh fuck. Holy fuck!” I locked my knees to keep from going over and wrapped my fist around Jolie’s hair, pulling it away from her face so I could see how her cheeks hollowed out and her lips plumped as she worked me over. “Heaven, baby. Your mouth is heaven. You have no idea what you’re doing to me.”

She blinked, bringing her gaze up to mine from beneath the fan of her lashes as she bobbed up and down my length, slicking my cock with her saliva. I could tell from the dazed look on her face and the way she squirmed, clenching her thighs together beneath her skirt, that she was getting turned on from sucking me off. She was doing everything to make this the best head I’d ever received, twisting her wrist at the base before pumping it upward to meet her mouth on each downward glide of her lips, steadily taking me deeper until the very tip bumped the back of her throat.

“Does fucking me with your mouth turn you on? I bet your pretty pussy is dripping wet right now. It is, isn’t it, baby?” I panted, unable to remove my gaze from her face. She nodded her head, a whimper working up her throat and vibrating across the head of my shaft. “Do you have any idea how beautiful you look with your lips stretched around me like this? You’re so good at sucking me off, doing such a good job, baby. Christ, you’re so beautiful.”

Her pace picked up at my praise, causing my balls to draw up, but I didn’t want to come like this. Not down her throat. The first time I came, I wanted to be as deep inside her as I could possibly get.

Reaching down, I grabbed Jolie beneath her arms and yanked her up, sealing my mouth with hers and swallowing down her yelp of surprise. Her feet dangled off the ground, forcing her to loop those long, lithe legs around my waist. I moved unseeing, refusing to break our kiss as I stumbled across the driveway, moving until her back hit one of the stone columns that anchored the roof over the walkway. Her mouth tore from mine on a cry, momentarily freezing me in place.

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