Page 25 of Rekindled Heart

“I will always do my best to please you, baby girl. It’s my goal, my pleasure.”

And then my hands rip her jeans off, tugging and pulling wildly until she’s dragged even closer, her pussy so close to me that my dick pulses wildly in my jeans. I hiss out a breath and shift, hoping for some relief.

I can’t do this too fast. I’m a big man and she’s so damn tiny. I cannot hurt her. It would kill me.

I rip her bra off and then push her chest to the couch. “You stay right there, baby girl. Do not move.

She settles, her darkened, shimmering gaze fixed on me. I pull and tug at the last of her clothing until I finally have her bare. Her head cocks and she studies me closely.

“I feel like you’re overdressed, Ricky,” she groans. I shake my head.

“Oh, baby girl. If I take these jeans off I’m gonna be inside that hot, tight little pussy in about three seconds flat. That’s not gonna work for me. You’re gonna come on my tongue first before you get this.” I grasp my dick rudely.

But she doesn’t flush. Doesn’t look away. She licks her rosy, red lips and eyes my dick like it’s the best gift she’s ever had.

“Get those pretty eyes up here, baby girl. I want to see every thought in your head while I make you come.” Her eyes lock on mine as I turn her on the couch and slip to the floor, movinguntil her rounded thighs are wrapped around me and I brush my hands up and down her thick thighs, pushing her wide open.

Panting, eyes wild, she keeps her silvery dark gaze on me as my head leans down and I breathe her in. Breathe in her smell, the scent of her like manna to me.

“So fucking pretty,” I breathe out and then suck in a sharp breath, my head dipping down until I’m mere centimeters away from the sweet, juicy cunt that’s been driving me wild for what feels like forever. I reach out a finger and trace her glistening slit. She sucks in a breath and her hips jump.

But I brace her hips with my arm until she’s locked in place. “So fucking pretty…and mine,” I growl and then my first tentative lick turns into long, rough licks up and down her lower lips. She moans roughly but doesn’t look away.

I run my finger up her pussy and find her clit with my finger as I thrust my tongue deep inside her pussy. Fucking her with my tongue as she groans and her hips roll crazily. Her fingers tangle in my hair, tugging and pulling until it stings.

But I don’t fucking care. She could rip every hair on my head out and I’d still be lost in that damned pussy. Her slick heat pools on my lips and I groan, digging deeper with my tongue until I’m buried in her taste, her sweet musky scent.

“Oh my god, Ricky. I’m gonna come. Don’t stop, please don’t stop!”

I lick her up and down roughly, my finger wedging into her pussy, fucking her as my thumb pushes on that little button that drives her crazy.

Her hips push up and she wails, coming apart on my mouth, my teeth and tongue licking and nibbling, drinking up her honey like the sweet treat it is.

But that’s not enough. It will never be enough. I push another finger inside her tight heat and fuck her roughly, my tonguetracing up until it taps at her clit. She sucks in a breath, moaning and twisting on the couch, her moans rasping brokenly.

“Ricky, please.”

She freezes, her soft hips pushed up into my face until I can barely breathe. All I feel is her wrapped around me, buried in every pore of my body.

Then with a strangled scream as she grabs a pillow and pushes it into her face, she comes apart on my mouth, drenching me with her juices. I lap at them, desperate to catch every drop.

I lift up and wipe my mouth off, lifting the pillow off of her stunned face. Her cheeks are red and her eyes blown wide, panting breathlessly.

“Wow,” she breathes.

I stand up and grab my belt buckle, undoing it. “Oh…I’m not done with you yet, baby girl. Not by a long shot.”

THIRTEEN

Caro

Of course,I know what it feels to make love to Ricky Rowe. I know his body like I know my own.

But there’s something else here. It feels stronger, more overwhelming than it ever has.

Ricky stands up and shucks his jeans off of his feet, growling as he lunges at me. “I am never ever gonna wonder where you are, baby girl. I’m gonna know every second of the day where you are and who you’re with. Me. Always me, Caro.”

Then his lips descend on mine like he’s on a mission to brand me with all of his strength, all of his hunger.

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