Page 53 of Wedlocked

“Open your mouth.”

I parted my lips, and he wasted no time guiding his girth between them. He groaned on contact, and I grabbed his thighs.

“So warm for me.” His fingers carded through my hair. “You’re my best boy.”

I pulled back and pushed forward, coating him with my saliva. He moaned but then grabbed my head, holding it still. “You don’t need to do anything, baby. Just let me claim you.”

I stayed still, keeping my mouth open, and he started to thrust, going deep and making my throat stretch and eyes water.It didn’t take long. He was too worked up, too ready to mark his territory.

His cock began to pulse and jerk, his movements becoming sloppy, and spit dribbled over my lip. All at once, he stiffened, fingers twisting in my hair, and then he was spurting with so much force it barely touched my tongue, instead shooting right into the back of my throat. He moaned and pushed deep, and I swallowed around him, massaging even more pleasure out of him.

He stayed enclosed in my mouth even after I swallowed the entirety of his load. I sucked gently on his softening flesh, loving the weight of him on my tongue and the concentrated scent of his skin.

When he finally pulled away, I dropped back onto my ass with a deep sigh.

He paused in tucking himself away to look up. “You okay, sweetheart?”

Sweetheart. Oh, that word caused a flip in my belly. And for a moment, I couldn’t answer because my insides were trying to find their way back to where they belonged. I knew then the possessive beast in him was satiated—at least for now—because he didn’t pull out that term of endearment often.

Even though I was weak, I pushed back to my knees and reached for him, hugging him around the waist and pushing my face against his belly, rubbing my cheek against the softness of his hoodie.

He made a crooning sound and petted my head like I was some kind of dog, but damn, if I didn’t like it.

“You’re my everything too,” he said, but it was more like a vow.

I smiled and hugged him a little tighter.

After another minute, I looked up his body, the icy wind blowing my hair into my eye and stinging my ear. Now that wewere done getting hot, the cold was much more noticeable. “Can we get some hot chocolate now?”

He laughed and pulled me to my feet. “Yeah, but you’re sitting in my lap while you drink it.”

“Gotta make sure everyone knows I’m yours?” I teased.

“Yes,” he said, not a hint of humor in his tone.

After we finished putting all our layers back on, he grabbed my hands and pulled them up, blowing into my palms and then rubbing them for warmth. “I want you next to me the rest of the night. Don’t leave my sight.”

If he hadn’t just blown my mind right there in the snow, I might have pulled out the brat. But I was sated, and the way he looked at me made my heart flutter.

“How about for the rest of my life instead?”

His eyes softened, affection filling his face. “I can work with that,” he said, wrapping his arm around me to lead us back the way we’d come.

“I want marshmallows,” I told him.

Leaning in, he kissed my temple. “Baby, I’ll get you as many as you want.”

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Elite Group Chat

Kruger: What time do we need to do a wellness check on Ryan and Rory?

Rush: Bro, he really meant it when he said it was DIY night. Hauled her off and didn’t come back at all.

Kruger: Just abandoned Elite like that. SMH.

Rush: Didn’t think he had it in him.

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