Page 29 of Here In Your Arms

“Let’s fix that,” she says and grabs my shirt, hauling me the final few centimeters to her mouth.

We crash together in a fervor I didn’t expect. Her mouth is so soft and she yields beautifully to me. Her tongue is smooth as I explore her mouth and she gives back as good as she gets while our tongues battle. Gripping her hip harder, I pull her flush to me, letting her feel how hard she’s making me. I pull away from her reluctantly and my other hand moves from the car to the side of her face.

“I want to make you come,” I confess to her.

She whimpers and I feel her hips move against mine, like she’s trying to meld us together. My hips roll against her, and she groans, her arms wrapping around my neck. Her head tips back as I start to make my way down her throat, licking and nipping as I go.

“I want that so bad,” she says breathily.

My hand snakes down from her face and I bring it to the front of her jeans, unsnapping the button. I look into her eyes, giving her plenty of time to stop me. She responds by bringing my face back to hers, her lips teasing mine as my hand continues its mission of opening her pants to me. Once her zipper is open, I venture down to that sweet heat between her legs.

Rory spreads her legs a little farther apart, giving me slightly more access as I lean her fully against the side of the car. I gently run the tips of my fingers along her slit, over her panties, pressing a little on her clit as I move. She gasps and her eyes widen with pleasure.

“Keep those pretty eyes on me, gorgeous. I want to watch your face.”

She nods frantically as I pull her underwear to the side and dip into her wetness. I could feel how damp her panties are, but it’s nothing compared to the flood I find underneath. I groan at the feeling.

“You’re fuckin’ soaked for me, aren’t you?”

“Yes,” she whimpers, her hips twitching, trying to get more movement.

“Trying to take control?” I question her, raising an eyebrow.

“Need…. more…” she pants.

“I’ll give you everything you ever needed,” I promise her and slide to fingers into her.

Fuck, her pussy is heaven. She sucks my fingers in, and I can feel a small pulse along her walls. I lazily rub my fingers against her, crooking them slightly to find the spot that I hope will drive her wild. When her head tips back and she cries out, I know I’ve found it. Reaching back with my free hand, I grab the back of her head and make her look at me again.

“Eyes on me,” I remind her and she keens with pleasure.

“It feels so good,” she whines.

“I know, precious. Hold on to me, keep your eyes on me.”

My fingers pick up the pace and after a moment, I slip them out and rub her clit with my slippery fingers. Circling it slowly, I hear her breathing pick up. Starting to go faster, her breathing matches the pace. Soon, I’m rubbing as fast as I can and her eyes are wide, pupils blown out, and a look of pleasure has consumed her face entirely.

“Wes,” she pleads. “I’m gonna…”

“Let me see you come. I want all of you.”

Her mouth drops open, and I feel her juices flood the space between her legs as I continue to rub, dragging it out as much as I can and helping her down on the other side of the pleasure. We stand there, eyes locked and breathing fast. I pull my hand out from her pants and slowly bring my fingers to my mouth and suck all of her off my fingers, never breaking eye contact.

“Fuck,” she whispers.

“Please tell me I can do that again soon,” I plead with her.

“I think we can make that happen,” she says softly as a smile spreads across her face.

I zip her up and button her jeans before using my hands to pull her face to me again. Giving her one last kiss, I finally release her, my heart pounding and an intense feeling of self-satisfaction flowing through my body.

“I’ll call you.”

“Okay,” she says back, still blissed out.

I chuckle. “You gonna be okay?”

“Yeah.” She laughs a little at herself. “I’ll make it.”

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