She slides down my legs and pushes them apart. “I believe it’s your turn.”
Shit. I thought we were gonna have sex, but I’ll take this. She grabs my dick and wraps her delicate hand around me, dragging the tip of my dick over her lips, painting them with my precum.
“Fuck, you dirty little porn star,” I growl, making her smile.
I don’t remember ever laughing during sex, but with her, it’s different. We’re different. It’s fun and sexy at the same time.
She wraps her lips around my dick and starts to glide her tongue along me as she bobs up and down my shaft. I fist my hands into her hair and help her along, trying not to be too forceful, but damn, it’s hard when I just want to thrust my hips up and make her gag.
Like she’s reading my thoughts, she pulls off my dick. “Fuck my mouth. Josh. Take me exactly how you want it.”
It’s like we’re so entuned with each other we can read each other’s thoughts. I’m surprised I didn’t just shoot my load all over her just from those words.
She wraps her lips around my dick again and pushes down. I grab her hair and start to pull out slowly, then drive up until I hit the back of her throat, but she doesn’t gag. She just fucking winks at me while taking all of me. I’ve officially been stunnedinto silence. Who the fuck is this woman, and why have I waited so long to be with her?
She has this mischievous look on her face, even when her mouth is full of my cock. I’m not sure what it’s about until I feel her finger start to rim my asshole.
The sensation is foreign but not horrible. I should tell her to stop, but she looks so curious. But she doesn’t stop there, she pushes the entire thing inside of me.
“Holy. Fuck,” I growl as I grip her hair again and thrust harder.
Once the shock wears off, there’s just pleasure. I don’t know what in the world she’s doing, but my entire body is aware. It all just spurs me on more. I can’t control myself any longer.
I fuck her mouth while her finger penetrates me, all while I’m cursing and groaning. I don’t even have time to warn her that I’m going to come. It hits me in an instant, and I’m in a whole other world as I spill into her mouth.
“Ah, fuck!” I scream. “Suck down my cum like a good girl. Yes,” I hiss as I watch, slowing my pace down, “just like that.”
She pops off me while I lie my head back, staring up at the ceiling. I can barely catch my breath from the full-body orgasm she just gave me. She joins me on the bed, and I wrap her into my chest.
“You are one tricky woman,” I say as I tickle her side. “That was risky.”
She smiles up at me. “When in Rome.”
And then we both crack up.
Chapter Fifteen
Josh
As soon as the tires of the plane touch down on the Savannah asphalt, I get this unsettling feeling in my stomach.
We never talked about what happens when we get back home. I’m too afraid to even broach the subject. What if she goes back to hating my guts?
Maybe it was just Italy that provided this romantic ambiance that made her give in to temptation.
The jet lag is real as we find our luggage together, both in a daze. Asher and Charlotte agreed to pick us up at the airport and drop us off.
I’m not sure how to act around Asher. Guilt stabs at me as we walk outside, looking for their car. He asked me to take his sister to Italy and be on my best behavior. I don’t think fucking her until her body gave out was what he had in mind.
“Oh, there they are,” Layla points at the white SUV at the end of the terminal pickup line.
We roll our luggage down the sidewalk, my stomach aching a little more with each passing car. I’m picturing him sniffing it out instantly and then punching me in the face for betraying his trust. Until I can convince Layla that we are forever, Asher will just see this as me using his little sister for a little action.
I can’t have that. I need more time to see where Layla’s head is at.
“Hi!” Charlotte hops out of the passenger seat slowly. “I’m so happy you’re back. I missed you!”
Her face looks a little pale and slick. I can tell she’s still not feeling all that great but trying to put on a happy face.