Page 76 of My Almost Ex

“You’d be right.” I crook my finger and he lies down on top of me, pulling the other blanket over us.

It’s not exactly sunbathing weather out here. Our bare legs slide along one another’s while our naked flesh presses together.

“God, you’re so hard,” I say, not just talking about the bulge pressing against my clit, but his entire body.

“You’re so soft.” His hand runs down my arm and under my ass while grinding against me.

But my pussy needs more. It needs him to fill it, so I widen my legs, hoping he gets the hint that I’m barely hanging on here.

He chuckles and slides down my body, his mouth taking my right breast. Sucking and licking, making good on his promise that he’d spend a good amount of time there. He toys with my nipples, flicking with his tongue, then blowing a light stream of air. My back arches off the ground.

“I don’t need foreplay,” I say, my fingers diving into his hair.

I prop up on my elbows and he looks up at me through those dark eyelashes, a devilish grin in place. “Yeah, we’re not rushing this.”

My head falls back as he kisses down my stomach, nestling between my legs. He masterfully gets my panties off, situating himself so one of my legs is over his shoulder. I’m not going to be able to hold back.

“I should remind you that I haven’t had an orgasm by anyone other than myself in a really long time.”

He doesn’t respond but runs two fingers through my folds before he laps at me. I jolt, my hips unable to control themselves, greedy and begging for more of his attention right where I need it the most.

“Oh god, Adam.”

He blows another hot stream of air over me and shivers run up my spine. As he continues to lick and suck me, I have no control over the noises leaving me. Praises, curses, moans. Nothing has ever felt this fantastic.

“Don’t stop. Ever.”

He releases one hand off my hip then pushes a finger inside me, making my ass catapult off the ground. A deep chuckle vibrates against my pussy, but he doesn’t relent. I grind my clit on his tongue as though I’m starting a fire with two sticks.

And then it comes, that little spark that grows bigger and hotter. I ride it all the way until I’m clenching and crying out, coming so hard I’m way too sensitive for him to continue. I close my legs because all my nerve endings are raw and satisfied now.

He looks up at me through my legs, rising on his knees, and brings his fingers to his mouth, licking them clean. “Just as good as I remember.”

I laugh as he falls over me.

“I have bad news,” he whispers then kisses me. The taste of me on him satisfies a primal need inside me, as though it’s proof that he’s mine.

“What?” I lock my legs around his waist.

“I don’t have a condom with me. I wasn’t thinking this would happen today.”

I stare at him. “What if I told you I have an IUD?”

“I’d probably wonder why, but I’d be happy as fuck right now.” He props up on his elbows and my fingernails scrape along his scalp.

“You know how I’d been on the pill? After the accident, my mom and I decided on an IUD so I wouldn’t have to remember when to take the pill. That’s all. It’s not because I was sexually active with anyone.”

He smooths my hair away from my forehead, and I prepare myself for him to say he doesn’t know if he’s clean. That me breaking him took him down a road of sleeping with numerous women. At the very least he must’ve slept with Alicia.

I hate myself again for ever leaving him and putting us in this awkward situation.

“I haven’t slept with anyone since you,” he says, his eyes locked with mine. “You might not believe me, but I just couldn’t.”

“Alicia?”

He shakes his head. “We never got there. I told you, you destroyed me. I didn’t want anyone. I just wanted you.”

We stay there, gazes fixed on one another’s. How can I be lucky enough to get this guy twice in my lifetime? I must have a kick-ass fairy godmother somewhere.

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