Page 44 of When You Saved Me

Heat blossomed in my core as he settled back down, those green eyes trained on me like I was the only thing in the entire universe.

I swallowed, my nerves running high with excitement as I leaned forward again and ran my hand along his hard length through his boxers.

He sucked in a sharp breath. “Don’t fucking play with me, beautiful. If you want my cock, fucking take it.”

Deacon’s words and heady gaze had the back of my neck heating up and my core tightening. I’d never been able to orgasm twice in one night, but I had a feeling that was about to change given the way my clit ached with need for release.

I pulled his boxers down and wet my lips as I took him between my hands and started pumping him up and down. “Ah, yeah, baby girl. Just like that,” he moaned.

Hearing his praise made my chest swirl with giddiness. I liked pleasing him. But even more, I liked how his body reacted to my touch. How he couldn’t stop looking at me even as he strained his neck to lean forward.

A bead of pre-cum dotted the tip of his dick. The salty taste hit my tongue as I licked him from hilt to head, the silky hardness of his cock lighting a fire inside of me. One that onlyhecould put out.

His hand reached down and wrapped around the long strands of my hair until he had them twisted around his palm. The base of my skull tightened with the slight tension of pain as he gripped me hard.

Yes.Use me. Take whatever you want from me, I wanted to say but instead opened my lips and slid my mouth down his cock until he hit me in the back of my throat. Over and over, I slid my mouth down him, letting him fill me. His hips started to lift as he met me stroke for stroke, still gripping my hair in a tight grasp.

“That’s it. Take all of my cock in that pretty mouth. Take every fucking bit of me.”

My pussy was soaking wet, craving to be filled by him. I could tell he was close with how his balls tightened and his dick pulsed against my tongue. He wasn’t going to last long, and I wasn’t ready to quit yet. So, I pulled my mouth off him in a resounding pop of my lips.

“Fuck,” he groaned. “Don’t stop.” His voice sounded pleading as his head dropped to the pillow beneath him.

Crawling over him, I straddled his hips, hovering my slick sex just above his erection. “You said your woman gets what she wants.” I took his dick in my hand and stroked it up and down before centering his tip at my entrance. “I want to see what you can do with this cock. I want to see just how wild you can drive me.”

A feral grin split his face. “Wild doesn’t begin to cover what I’ll make you feel.” Then, he slammed into me, burying himself so deep inside of me I nearly saw stars.

I cried out his name as he did exactly what he’d promised. He gave me what I wanted with every delicious stroke. Feeling Deacon fill me so fully was beyond anything I’d ever felt before. A perfect fit. So perfect, I didn’t want it to stop as he held onto my hips and slowlywithdrew himself so I could feel every ridge of him against me.

There were no words for the high I was on as he pushed back into me, my entire body tingled and vibrated with the electric current that buzzed between us. At this moment, nothing else mattered. He was mine and there was nothing in this world I wanted more.

Rocking into me again and again, I leaned forward placing my hands on his chest, my right resting just above his scar. The one that matched my own. The moment that would connect us for the rest of our lives, no matter what happened after tonight.

I ground my clit against him, my breaths growing heavier as I took in his beautiful face. The green in his eyes was bright like the first leaf on a tree after a long winter. Flecks of yellow and blue glimmered in the firelight.

Strong arms wrapped around me as I fell onto his chest, the sensation of our joining bodies so overwhelming, I felt lightheaded. “Good. Why does everything with you feel so good?”

He responded with a kiss to the crook of my neck that sent chills down my arm.

“Lean back for me, Sunshine.” Deacon’s voice broke through my lusty haze. The stroke of his hands on my back felt amazing as I lifted myself from his chest and leaned backward where his thighs supported me.

“I want to see you ride me.” That devilish grin he wore was doing wild things to my stomach. Another assault ofbutterflies swarmed me as I settled into his saddle, his cock flexing deep inside of me.

Then he started moving. His hips lifted, filling me with his delicious length as his thumb swirled over my sensitive nub. I bit my lip, hanging onto the top of his bent knees as he stroked me over and over again.

“Deacon,” I whispered, settling my eyes on his. “You feel amazing. So, so amazing.”

His eyes narrowed on me with intention. He was a man who wanted more than amazing. He wanted to drive mewild. And he did just that as he pumped into me harder, stroking that deep spot inside of me that rarely got the attention it deserved.

Heat blossomed low in my belly, like a rose blooming in the summer sun. Deacon could see it as I edged closer to my climax. He leaned forward, the movement brought us even closer. There was no rhythm to the madness that took hold of me as I bucked my clit against him when he took my breast into his mouth and sucked hard.

It was just the friction my body needed to send me soaring off the edge.

The air vibrated with my scream of his name, my pussy clenching around his length like a vice. I loved it. Feeling every bit of him inside of me was pure ecstasy as I rode out my climax, his tongue and lips making work of my sensitive nipples.

In a voice so husky, I barely recognized it was my own, I gripped the back of his neck and whispered into his ear, “Iwant you to come on me. I want you to claim me, Deacon. I want to be yours.”

A flash of hungry desire flitted across his face as he lifted his head from my breasts and devoured my mouth in a searing kiss that I felt all the way to my toes. Almost painfully sensitive, my clit throbbed as he picked up the pace. Our foreheads together, his eyes trained on me. Every ounce of pleasure he’d pulled from me reflected in those green eyes.

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