Page 72 of Wedlocked

She made a small sound, and I rubbed upward against her collarbones and chest, dipping my fingers into her armpit. Her arms fell open, and a sense of satisfaction befell me.

Unable to resist those perky, tempting sirens, I leaned down to flick my tongue over a nipple and then suck it into my mouth completely. The oil was a foreign taste but not bad. My lips and tongue slid across her skin more easily, eating up every inch before settling heavily again to draw her flesh deep into my mouth.

She tried to arch up again, but I pushed her down, holding her there while I moved to the other, filling my mouth with as much of her as I could get.

Her chest was flushed when I pulled back, going down her ribs and over her belly.

She moved restlessly, and my tongue swiped over my lower lip, tasting the oil from her skin as I peeled the sheet completely off her lower half and dropped it on the floor.

“You’re gorgeous,” I told her, dragging my fingertips up her calves, into the backs of her knees, and then to the inside of her thighs. Her legs fell open, feet turning out.

Hooking my fingers beneath the white satin of her underwear, I stripped them down her legs and tossed them aside. After adding oil to her legs, I poured some on my fingers, rubbing them together and going right for the apex of her thighs to knead and rub, going dangerously close to her center butnever quite getting there. By the time I worked both legs, she was quivering and restless.

“I know the end of the semester was busy, and with swim season in full swing, I’ve been putting in a lot of hours at the pool.” I spoke soft and slow, running my hands up the inside of her legs. “But there isn’t an hour that doesn’t pass by that I don’t think of you. That I don’t want my hands on every inch of you. It doesn’t matter how busy we get, Maddie. You’re my favorite, and that will never change.”

“Jamie.” She panted, reaching for me.

“Tell me you know I love you most.”

“I know.”

I pushed her thighs apart. “Tell me again.”

“You love me most.”

“Good girl,” I murmured, dipping two fingers into her center, which was already soaked. I purred and laid my thumb over her swollen clit, massaging gently as my fingers pushed deeper. Her legs lifted, feet flat on the table as she panted.

I moved closer to her side, thrusting my fingers in and out of her entrance while using my free hand to rub over her breasts.

“Look how fucking beautiful you are. Laid out on this table, lubed up and relaxed for me. You gonna let me have you, Mads? Let me use this body any way I want?”

She nodded. “Whatever you want.”

Lifting my hands from her breasts and sliding my fingers out of her core, I shoved my sweats down, letting my aching cock free. Tilting her chin down, she wet her lips, staring at the evidence of my desire.

Moving around to her head, I reached beneath to cradle it and used the other to hit a latch and push down the pillow her head was on.

Her head was off the massage table now, the only support from my hand.

I stepped forward, my throbbing dick right at the level of her face.

She started to turn, so she could take me in her mouth, but I made a sound, stopping her movements. Wide brown eyes looked up my bare torso, waiting for instruction, and a low buzzing started in my head.

“Lay back down.”

She did, and I lowered my hand until her neck was arched and her head hung off the table.

“Open your mouth, baby.”

She obeyed, the act in itself giving me a rush. But oh fuck, how she looked. Laid out, breathing heavy, face low, and mouth open.

“Okay?” I asked, grabbing the base of my dick and guiding it toward her mouth to make my intentions clear.

She nodded.

“If it’s too much, just tap my thigh.”

She stuck her tongue out, and I pushed my head in. She lapped at it, dampening the tip, then gave a kitten lick to my slit. I blew out a breath and thrust forward, pushing about half into the warm cavern of her mouth. Her lips closed around me, punching the air out of my lungs and making me forget to drag in more.

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