Page 60 of Someone You Deserve

I chuckle, but it’s cut short as Penn works his finger and tongue in tandem. My breathing becomes shallow, and I’m so entranced in this experience that I’m fairly certain I’ve forgotten how to breathe. One of Penn’s hands reaches up and pulls down the cup of my bra, tweaking my nipple as he keeps eating me, licking me, and fucking me with his hand, adding another finger.

“Oh God. Harder.”

“Fuck, you taste incredible, Astrid.”

I pull on his hair harder as my climax builds. “Don’t stop.”

“Keep telling me what you need, baby.”

“Faster, harder, more…. oh God, more!” I scream as my legs begin to shake. But Penn doesn’t let up. He keeps the pace, building my orgasm and when it hits me, I thrash on the counter, squeeze his head between my legs, and cry out until the very last wave subsides.

Panting, I lie back again, struggling for air, throwing my hand over my face as I try to recover. “Oh my God. We just committed so many health code violations.”

Penn laughs and then pulls me up to a sitting position. “Some rules were made to be broken, right?”

Staring at him, I think about the biggest rule we just broke—crossing from friends to more.

But that’s exactly what I want.

Without thinking, I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him down to me until our mouths meet again, tasting me on his tongue.

It’s erotic, primal, and has my body begging for more. Reaching for his jeans, I pop the button and drag the zipper down.

“Astrid, I don’t have anything.”

I reach inside and find his hard, hot, length. Velvet over steel—that’s what Penn feels like all over. With my other hand, I lift the bottom of his shirt, suggesting that he remove it. And when he does, I lock onto the sight of his broad, muscular chest with the perfect smattering of chest hair across his pecs, and that happy trail that I can finally see the end of—and I have a feeling I’m going to be very happy when this is over.

“I have an IUD. I got it after Lilly.” Brandon and I knew we were done having kids, and I just never had it removed. And as soon as those words leave my lips, I realize that we’re really about to do this.

I’m about to have sex with Penn. There’s no going back after this.

“Fuck, Astrid.” When our lips connect again, he shoves his pants down and kicks them off, and then reaches behind me to pop the clasp on my bra, tossing it aside as well. “Stand up.”

I step down to the floor from the metal counter and Penn spins me around, pushing my torso over the edge of it now. Bracing myself on my forearms, the cold surface bites into my skin, but then I feel Penn tracing my spine with his finger, and that’s what truly inspires the goosebumps.

I wait with bated breath for him to bury himself inside me, but he continues to explore my body with his hands and then I feel his lips on my shoulders, moving up my neck to my ear. “Are you ready for this?” He reaches beside me, picking up the bag of frosting. I try to look over my shoulder to see what he’s doing, but he pushes me flat against the counter and holds me down. When I feel the frosting hit my back, I gasp. It’s cold, but the smell of the sugar hits my nostrils and makes me moan when I feel his fingers smear it into my skin.

Then I feel him move the bag to my ass as he draws something on one of my butt cheeks.

“Penn?”

“Shhh…” he commands, tossing the bag to the side and moving away from me. But before I can glance at him over my shoulder, I feel his mouth on my skin, licking up the trail of frosting, nipping at me, dragging his teeth across my flesh, and sucking my skin between his lips, marking me.

“Oh my God,” I moan, lying flat on the counter as Penn’s fingers slide inside of my core again and his mouth licks my ass free of the frosting.

“Fucking sugar. Every time I smell it, I think of you,” he mumbles against my skin, making sure my ass is clean before he moves to the spot on my back.

“Penn.” I reach behind me, pulling him closer as his fingers continue to slide slowly in and out of me. “Please.”

“I’m not done eating my dessert.”

“I need you…to fuck me.”

He groans and stands up. “Fuck, Astrid. I need you too.”

His fingers leave my core and then I feel him line up his cock to my entrance and push in slowly. We both moan as he works his way inside, stretching me around him.

And it’s fucking perfect.

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