Page 94 of Forgive You

Never breaking our kiss, I shove his pants down, his boxers coming with it in one push. His hard shaft springs free, and I plant my hand on his chest, guiding him to straighten his back.

I stare at his hard dick, then lick my lips.

“You don’t have to, baby.” He brushes my cheek, peering down at me.

But he doesn’t know what he just did to me. He doesn’t know he didn’t satiate my hunger for him; he fueled it. I want to feel his precum drip on my tongue. I want to feel his tip bounce against my throat until I can’t take any more.

I want to make him come undone and hear his grunts echo through the night.

I look up at him through my lashes, licking my lips. “There’s nothing I want more than take you in my mouth, and suck you like a lollipop.”

His eyes slightly widen, and his throat bops before his lips part.

I don’t wait for his approval. Instead, I slide my palms over his hips, all the way to the swell of his ass, then yank him toward my face and take him in my mouth.

I moan, enjoying his velvety skin rubbing my lips as I work them up and down his shaft. His hands rest on top of my hand, softly guiding himself in and out of my mouth. My heart beats in anticipation, adding more pressure when I suck him against my throat.

“Shit, Jules.” His praise motivates me, repeating the move. “Damn, baby, that feels so good.”

He grips my hair, setting the pace, and I let him fuck my mouth, using my tongue, my lips, sucking him deeper and deeper until he’s grunting above me, and my pussy is dripping with desire once more.

I’m reaching that same high, but differently. This time, it’s sparked alive by his moans, the thrill in knowing I’m doing this to him.

Then he pops himself out of my mouth, and my lashes fly up in confusion.

He rubs a hand over his face, indecisiveness laced in his eyes. “I really,reallydon’t want you to stop.”

“But?”

“But I want to come inside of you more.Without barriers.”

My seductive grin expands. Who am I to say no to that?

I spread my legs even wider. “Then take me, Jason Spencer.”

His dick twitches, an eyebrow arching up before the corner of his mouth curves.

“No one says my name better than you. But not like this.” I squeal when he lifts me up, bridal style, then lowers me onto the smooth patio tiles.

The surface is cold, welcoming my feverish skin, and I wait as he runs his palm from my neck all the way to my thigh, admiring each piece of my body.

“You’re so gorgeous. I don’t want to let you go again.”

The sincerity in his words tugs on my heartstrings, the fear in his eyes matching my own. I don’t want that either.

I hold his gaze, my palm cupping his cheek. “I will never leave you by choice.”

He replies with a kiss, the firmness yet softness of his mouth sinking against mine, like a sign that he hears me. I take his face in my hands, deepening the kiss.

He climbs on top of me, and my knees widen automatically.

“Are you still sure about this?” He lines himself up against my center, his tip knocking on the door.

Is he serious?I press my forehead against his, our lips still brushing.

“There are a lot of things in my life I’m not sure about, or I don’t know how to fix. But you, Jason Spencer, you’re the one thing I’m certain of.”

I hope he can feel the truth in my heart, how it just wants to beat as one with him, and when his tongue plunges into mine with urgency, I think he does.

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