Page 13 of Taming Hawke

I can feel Hawke’s beard on the inside of my thighs as he licks me from my center to my clit. His tongue feels rough on my delicate skin and the sensation has me close to orgasm.

He continues to suck, lick and nibble at my clit, all the while fingerfucking me.

“Reece, I’m gonna come,” I shout as heat washes over my body. He slips in another finger and thrusts them in and out, making me shudder with my release. My thighs tense up against his face as he licks my arousal, not willing to pull away until he’s done. He moans as I contract around his fingers, and I try to move away from his preying mouth but he tightens his grip on my thighs, not letting me go.

He looks up at me through my open legs and I see his mouth is glistening with my arousal. It’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. “I’m not done with you yet. I’m nowhere near finished with this pussy,” he states as his tongue licks at my sensitive bud once more. He puts pressure down on my clit, and I soon begin to pulse with need again as he sucks it into his mouth.

“Oh… fuck,” I pant as I run my fingers through his hair, loving the feel of it in my hands. I push his head down, and begin to ride his face as he flattens his rough tongue and swipes it against my core. It feels unbelievable. His tongue enters me and I scream out at the sensation.

“Fuck this!” he grunts, and I feel the loss of his mouth against my pussy. I almost protest, but still my voice when I see him stroking his cock, just before he enters me slowly and steadily. I hold my breath at the feel of him inside me, not wanting to miss a goddamn inch of him. He still has a pillow below my butt, making his cock hit the perfect spot. I feel when he’s seated to the hilt, and he grabs my left thigh and places it over his shoulder as he begins to thrust in and out of me, slowly at first, his rhythm picking up as he starts to pump his cock in and out. I meet him thrust for thrust, loving the dirty words coming out of his mouth.

“You’re so fucking warm and tight. This pussy is mine, all fucking mine,” he says. Releasing my leg, he towers over me and brings my mouth to his. He sucks on my tongue, and I taste him, along with myself. It only makes me want him more. He tears the pillow from beneath me and throws it on the floor. My hands travel down his chiseled back to rest on his rock-hard buttcheeks, loving the way they move with each thrust.

“Fuck, baby. I’m not gonna last long.”

I cup his face in my hands and move his hair away from it. I look deep into his blue eyes, and whisper, “I don’t mind.”

“Fuck,” he grunts and kisses me hard, thrusting in and out. I can feel the tip of his cock hit my cervix and love the way he fills me completely. Feeling my core tighten around him, I know I’m close again. I wrap my legs around his waist and push him further into me with my feet on his ass. Hawke leaves my mouth and trails hot wet kisses down my neck and collarbone. His mouth covers my right nipple, whilst his other hand pinches and pulls at the other. I feel the pulls all the way to my clit, and I cry out as he bites down and then licks at the tender spot.

“So fucking beautiful, Lu. I’ll never get enough of you.”

His words are orgasmic, and I feel the beginning of my release from the tips of my toes, traveling up my legs to my thighs, and eventually at my core. Goose bumps erupt all over my body as Hawke’s hand travels between us and circles my clit with a finger.

That’s my undoing. I cry out his name as I come for the second time tonight. Three more thrusts and Hawke is following. His warm seed pours out of him inside me, and his hot breath hits my neck as he cries out his own release.

I reach around his torso and hold him close. Our bodies are slick with sweat but I don’t care, I love having Hawke in my arms like this. As much as I love having sex with Hawke, the aftermath is what I enjoy most. Being close to him like this is what I crave. I just wish he would open up to me more.

He raises himself on his elbows and looks down at me with a smirk.

“What?” I ask, feeling a little shy.

“You were fucking hot, the way you told me to fuck you. Damn, girl, I don’t know what happened tonight, but I fucking want more.”

I laugh out loud and cover my face, recalling that I had in fact yelled for him to fuck me. Hawke has told me many times to be myself with him, tell him what I want, but I’ve always been so embarrassed to say exactly what it is. But now I see how much he loves it, I need to do it more often.

My thoughts are brought back to the present when he withdraws from me and gets up off the bed, strutting to the bathroom. I turn to watch him, focusing on the Blood Brothers tattoo inked on his back. I hear water in the sink as he cleans up, and he walks back out to me with a towel in his hand.

My eyes are so engrossed with taking in his body, I don’t even realize he’s come to clean me up.

My eyes widen. “Hawke, what are you doing?” I squeak out as he opens my legs.

“Cleaning you up, baby.”

“But… but…. I can do that,” I finally get out, feeling heat cover my cheeks. I’m sure I’ve turned a bright red.

“Baby, I don’t know why you refuse me every time. I mean, I’ve had my mouth on you, bringing you to orgasm as your juices flooded it, and now you’re too shy to let me clean you up?”

Hearing it out loud does seem a little ridiculous. I inhale deeply and widen my knees.

“That’s my girl,” Hawke says looking down at my pussy. He licks his lips just before he starts wiping me gently. I squeeze my eyes shut at the sensation, and can’t believe I already want him again.

I hear a chuckle and my eyes snap open. “What’s so funny?” I ask, laughing along with him.

“You, babe. You act all shy and shit, but baby, if I was to take you in my mouth again, I’m sure you’ll be screaming my name in no time.”

I swallow hard, knowing that he would be absolutely right.

“Sleep,” he demands, and I can’t help but feel disappointed.

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