Page 38 of A Billionaire's Cabin Love

Fisting her ponytail, I guided her lips slowly down my cock. My lids lowered. “Just like that, Kara.”

I never said a chick’s name during sex. That was how I knew it was different with Kara. The personal characteristics of our union were most important to me.

Gradually, I pulled her head up and down. Her lips and tongue sliding up and down felt perfect.

“Suck the head, baby.” My eyes popped open, and I smiled at the drool rolling down the side of my cock.

“I love watching you suck my dick, Kara.”

She sucked faster.

I clenched my eyes shut. “I’m coming.”

My cum shot out like a torpedo down her throat. I opened my eyes just in time and watched her swallow every last drop. How long would I be able to hold out from making love to her? My lids lowered.

I couldn’t fuck Kara right away. We’d get there. She deserved to have a memorable first time. And so, did I. My first time was in a spare room at a high school party at fifteen. She begged me to fuck her. So I did. Wasn’t my finest hour. I used protection, of course. Only one chick had I fucked without protection in recent years. We exchanged clinical health reports. She asked if we could only fuck each other until she moved abroad. There wasn’t any cuddling. Strictly fucking. No way would I come inside her either. I pulled out every last time.

“Collin, where are you?” Kara’s pretty face hovered over mine.

I stroked her ass. “I’m here. Sorry. Not used to the intimacy. Usually, I rolled over, and I told the woman I’d call her tomorrow.” If I fucked her right now, I knew I wouldn’t be able to pull out, and she’d become pregnant before we were ready. Rephrase-- before I was ready. Kara could roll into motherhood and not miss a beat. Me, on the other hand, I had fucking daddy issues. My father was a prick. Kara was right; I needed to be a better dad than mine was to me.

My lips crushed hers. “I want to make love to you so bad.”

“Collin, I want to.”

She slid her slick pussy along my cock. I yanked that annoying band holding her locks out of her hair. I wanted to grip her thick tresses. Her hair cascaded around us. “You were amazing at sucking my cock. I have to have you all to myself. I’m falling for you fast. I know this isn’t normal.”

She squeezed my cheeks and her lips fell upon mine. My finger slid along the crack of her ass and into her warmth.

“Collin,” she whimpered. “I feel it coming.”

Wide eyed, I stared at my honey brown beauty. She gave men hope to be better. I wasn’t bullshitting when I told her the women were cut off. Kara’s moving right into my condo. I didn’t care if it was rash or out of character for me. I wanted her. No way I’d allow one of the small-town bastards to bad mouth me to my woman while we were apart.

I rolled over, lying Kara on her back. “Open those legs.”

Her knees hugged my torso. I peeked at her knee caps.

My brows rustled together. “What happened to your knee?”

“Knees.”

I glanced at the other.

“It’s from climbing rocks without knee pads. I was grounded for a week.”

My fingers slipped across the raised skin. Then, I leaned over and kissed each of her knee caps. “You’re still beautiful.”

She caressed my cheek. “Thanks. I have a few scars on my back too. I got wrapped up in a thorny vine.”

“Let me see.”

She lowered her legs and rolled over. My lips fell upon the raised skin on her back. “You’re so beautiful, Kara.”

“Collin,” she whimpered.

“I don’t care about your imperfections.”

My teeth sank into her ass cheek. “Shit,” she breathed.

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