Page 93 of Training the Heart

They feel likehome.

“You are fucking adorable,” I tell her

“Hold on, I can save it.” She laughs as she backs up and cocks her hip out, posing before me with every stunning curve.

Yep. That’ll do it.My dick instantly hardens with the need I feel for her. Beautiful, brilliant, funny as hell, smart-mouthed, always a little clumsy her.

All of her. Every last bit.

My hungry gaze roams over her ample curves for all of ten seconds before the groceries in my arms hit the floor and are forgotten in a heartbeat. Then I’m across the room, scooping her up and dropping her onto the counter.

Ivy yelps when the cold butcher block meets her warm naked flesh as I press my hard cock into her hot pussy. I look down and see just how wet she is pressed against the denim of my jeans. I groan into her mouth as I devour it. Tasting her tongue while I grip either side of her jaw, kissing her in the rhythm that drives me wild as her lips match mine effortlessly.

My fingers are lost to her thick hair as Ivy’s legs tighten around my waist. She tugs at the snap buttons on my flannel and slides her hands down my arms as she pushes my shirt off. Her fingers grazeover my chest, her touch like fire over my skin. Every single cell in me is buzzing with the feel of her. My need to settle between her thighs almost hurts as she moans into my lips when I pinch a pebbled nipple between my thumb and finger, rolling the little bud between them, then bending down to suck it into my mouth.

“I missed you today, baby,” she whimpers into me, and my chest tightens with her words.

“Fuck … I missed you too.”

So fucking much, I don’t even know if I can imagine a time when you’re not here.

“Show me … just how much you missed me, Wade.”

A low growl rumbles in my chest; she has no idea what she does to me, but who am I to not give my girl what she wants?

I trail my lips over her shoulders, and my hot breath covers her skin, across her neck, over her nipples, and for a moment I let my teeth graze each one as she cries out and pushes her hips against me, shamelessly begging for friction. I rub her thighs and slide my hands further up the inside of them to her tight wet heat at the apex, using my thumbs to spread her pussy wide, then I drop to my knees and lick a trail up her center with the flat of my tongue.

Ivy moans my name into the quiet of my cabin and it echoes through me. I hum a groan against her as she laces her fingers into my hair and pulls tight. It ignites me. I lap up every single drop of her sweet, soaking cunt into my mouth, reveling in the feel of her soft thighs hugging my face.

“Mmm, I missed your taste …” I tell her, and I mean it as I bring my mouth down over her.

“Tastes like mine,” I say, pulling her clit into my mouth, getting high on just the sweetness of her alone. I curve my arm under her ass and pull her down closer to my face, holding her in place as I begin to feast on her pussy.

“Ivy, I’m going to make you come, but you have to trust me and you have to let go when the time comes,” I tell her.

Ivy’s back arches as I add two fingers into her, curving them against the spot that will get her just where I want to take her. Her hips rock over me as she rides my face, as she gets into the rhythm she wants. I flick my tongue over her while I fuck into her with my fingers slowly, just to torture her a little until she’s panting so hard I know she’s about to come apart, and I want it.

Fuck, do I want it.

I push my tongue deeper, and she cries out as she begins to quiver around me.

“Wade, it feels, I don’t know what this is … I can’t,” she says.

“Yes you can, Ivy. Just let go, trust me. Come … and make a mess of my face when you do.” I continue to fuck my fingers into her, giving her no reprieve, just a steady pace to ruin her. The moment she clamps around them to come, I pull them out quickly, moving to her clit as she comes with a cry and my name, soaking me in the process, just like I knew she could. I smile into her and kiss her pussy as she shudders, scrubbing my face with my hand.

“Such a good girl,” I mutter as she shivers.

“Wade … what was that? Did I …”

“Yes you did, and it was the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen.”

I would give her a moment, let her come down from what her incredible body just did, but I’m a greedy motherfucker so instead I just pick her up and carry her to my room and deposit her on my massive bed. I lose my clothes and kick them aside, then stalk toward her and kiss her like I can’t get enough of her. And I can’t.

“You ever actually fucked a woman wearing your cowboy hat before?” she asks with a little grin, climbing on top of me, once again a step ahead of me that turns me instantly savage for her.

I crush my lips to hers in a scorching, hungry kiss, then pull her bottom lip between my teeth.

“Never,” I say back. “But seeing as you’re fixing to ride my cock right now, I’d say that’s about to change.”

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