Page 53 of Promise You Forever

“You’re so fucking beautiful.” I lift my hands and cup her breasts, rolling her nipples into hardened points.

Her hips rock against my erection as I press a line of hot kisses between the valley of her breasts. I run my tongue over theswell of one side and pull the tight bud between my lips. She lifts herself up and wiggles out of her panties.

“Someone’s impatient,” I murmur against the hollow of her neck.

“Yes,” she whispers. “I’ve never needed anyone the way I always seem to need you.”

Fuck me.

I could blow right now just hearing those words from her.

I drop to my back and pull her hips up. “I need you to sit on my face, baby. Grab the headboard and take what you need from me.”

I palm the globes of her ass, positioning her over me. She lowers herself until I’m surrounded by her scent. The first drag of my tongue along her slit is heaven. Even on my deathbed, she’ll be the last meal I wish for. I flick her clit and slide one of my fingers toward her back hole. I’m not going to push her tonight, but I will have it eventually.

Every inch of her perfect body will be mine. I’m going to eat, lick, and fuck her until she’s as obsessed with me as I am with her. Her hips move quicker and quicker over me, as tantalizing cries and whimpers slip from her lips. Her pussy trembles on the verge of release, and that’s when I suck her throbbing nub into my mouth.

“Fuck,” she cries out. One of her hands drops from the headboard to my hair as she grinds against my face.

I’m covered in her release, and when I look up, I see her belly and breasts moving rapidly as she catches her breath and comes down from the high. She catches me by surprise when she slides her body back and covers my mouth with her own.

The moan she makes at the taste of her on my lips makes cum leak from my tip. I’m so painfully aroused that one brush of her skin against me may make me erupt. My cock springs free as I push my boxers down my hips and kick them off. Her handsnakes down between us, wrapping around my tip as she catches the moisture beaded there.

“Mine,” she says, bringing her thumb to her mouth and sucking my cum off the pad of her finger.

Twenty-One

ELI

Luke’s cock throbs against my core as I rock my hips along his length. He’s holding himself back, letting me take control of the moment between us. It isn’t lost on me that it isn’t just about sex but also about us moving forward into an exploration of a relationship. He’s letting me set the pace.

I’m all for going slow but not right now. Definitely not when I’m aching to be filled with him again. The heat of his flesh against mine stokes an inferno of need within me.

I position his cock at my entrance and slowly lower myself onto him. Inch by incredible inch I feel my walls stretching around him. His eyes are dark pools of desire as he watches me begin to grind against him. He looks down to watch the place where we’re joined.

I feel him jerk inside me as my walls tremble. Just watching him watch us pushes me closer and closer to the edge. Suddenlyhe grips my waist stopping my movements. He sits up and wraps his arm around my back lifting me as he moves onto his knees.

The angle he hits me at feels so deep. I wrap my arms around his neck as I glide up and down his length. Sweat sticks to our skin as we move with each other.

“Come for me.” His lips press kisses to the hollow of my neck. “I need to feel you milk my cock.”

He snakes a hand between us and finds my clit, circling it until I cry out his name. His lips find mine as he takes over the pace, thrusting inside me with powerful strokes. He stills as he comes inside me, his release painting my walls.

I collapse against him, and he holds me close as we both come down from the high of our orgasms. The next kiss we share is slow and tender, the complete opposite of the encounter we just had. I don’t want to shift and break our connection, so I stay wrapped around him.

“Are you okay?” he asks softly.

“Yes. Are you?”

“Okay doesn’t remotely come close to how I am right now. Elated. Contented. Obsessed.” He turns us so we’re lying facing each other on the bed. “Probably ready for another round in a couple minutes.”

“Need that recovery time, old man?”

“Brat.” He reaches up and pinches my nipple.

“Ouch.” I laugh. “That hurt.”

“You deserved it.”

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