Page 55 of Wandering Closer

His praise spurs me on, sucking him down until I’m gagging on his cock. This isn’t something I’ve really done before, makingnoises and being sloppy while giving head, but it's clear Thoren loves it. His fingers are tight around his bowl and his knuckles are turning white. I know he wants to thrust into me, but he’s holding back.

I take some time to give his bulbous head extra attention, swirling my tongue around it, getting rewarded when pre-cum leaks from the tip. Never did I think I would crave the taste of a man, but I want his cum. I want to earn every drop while watching him lose all control because of me.

Moaning as I lick the glistening cum from his slit, I pull off of him with a loud pop. “You’re my favorite flavor.”

My lips trail down his dick, taking one ball into my mouth, then the other, sucking and swirling my tongue around him. I bob back down on him, sucking him with fervor, hollowing out my cheeks as I suck him like my life depends on it. I love the silky feel of him, the feel of bringing this man to his knees. His bowl is discarded on the couch next to him as one hand flies to my hair, the other gripping my throat, unable to stop himself.

“Fuuuu- I’m gonna cum,” he grits out as the first shot of him hits the back of my throat. I don’t dare stop, continuing to work to earn my reward. Hot ropes of cum fill my mouth while his hand grips tighter to feel me swallow it down as fast as I can. When his hands finally loosen, and he sags into the couch, I give his tip a kiss, then tuck him back into his sweats.

Grabbing my bowl off the coffee table, I take a seat next to him and continue to eat, trying to focus on the movie he put on. His head rolls to the side, staring at me with a dazed expression.

“I’m going to marry you one day, Lily Wilks.”

I huff out a laugh, and continue eating while his words float around me, warming me from the inside out. I don’t think he means it, but it heals another piece of me. Tyler used to tell me marriage wasn’t in the cards for him again, but I just assumedhis mind would change eventually since he still promised a future together. I should have listened.

Thoren lets me finish eating, but the moment I set my empty bowl down, he launches himself on me, pulling me down the couch under him. His hard body crowds over me as he drops his hips, thrusting his hardening cock over my wet center. I’ve never gotten wet from giving head to anyone else, but Thoren’s thick veiny shaft fills me with need when it glides over my tongue.

His lips hover over mine as he pulls my hands over my head and holds them together. “Don’t move these,” his husky voice skates over my chilled skin as he lowers himself down my body. He places soft kisses on my belly where he lifted my shirt as he works my pants down, finding me bare and dripping for him. “So fucking needy and weeping for me. Let me take care of you, baby.” He trails a finger lazily through my slick pussy, circling my entrance before sliding it in. My head falls back on a low moan as he glides his tongue over my clit. He adds a second finger, stroking and licking in tandem, taking his time to make me feel good.

I feel his hot mouth suction around me, driving me closer to that edge. My hands want so badly to run through his hair and pull him tighter to me. Thoren works me right to the brink, my body lit like a Christmas tree before he sits up and hastily removes his sweats. His hands wrap around mine again as he leans over me, his lips taking mine in a passionate kiss as he pierces me in one quick thrust.

I cry out, feeling so full of him. His thick cock stretches me wide, the slight burn a welcome feeling. Our tongues tangle, the slight tang of my arousal hot on his lips. Calloused hands grip my wrists tight as he rolls his hips, fucking me into the couch. Seeing his wild eyes trained on me while he holds me captive below him strokes the fire in me. My legs wrap around him oftheir own accord, digging my heels into his ass to drive him deeper.

“You’re taking me so well, baby,” he grunts against my lips, hitting my clit with every glide of his hips. “Your pussy was made for me. Made to be stretched by my cock. Fuck, Lily, you are so perfect.”

His words send a flutter of butterflies through my belly, heightening every emotion and the feel of him inside me. My orgasm hits me full force, barrelling through me as my senses fail and all I can feel is tingling down to my toes and the hard thrust of his cock.

“So beautiful when you come for me.” His lips press to mine as his rhythm stutters and he stills, his dick pulsing as he spills into me. Our kiss turns lazy and tender as we calm down. With careful movements, he pulls from me and rushes to the bathroom for tissues to clean me up. I beat him back to the couch as he puts our dishes away, cuddling back into the cushions.

He grabs my socked feet when he sits, putting them in his lap to rub for the rest of the movie. It almost feels like we are trying to one up each other in the things that we do, but I know better. We are doing it because we want to, because we get joy out of caring for each other. It’s the purest expression of our feelings for each other, and I am quickly realizing it is rare. These feelings that we have, the way we treat each other, the ease with which every moment flows together; they are the things fairytales are made of.

I retreat to the bedroom when the movie is over to shower while Thoren lets out Shadow and locks up. This feels much better than the rushed exhaustion of last week, and I’m glad I put my foot down on how much he can help with my renovation. Right as I’m slipping out of the shower, he slips in with a passing kiss.

Strong arms wrap around me when he climbs into bed behind me after his shower. “I forgot to tell you, my parents want us over for dinner Friday night. Is that okay?”

“Mhmm. I’m looking forward to meeting them.”

“They’re going to love you, baby.”

God, I hope he’s right. I already have one set of lackluster parents around, but knowing Thoren and River, I know they were raised by incredible people. Maybe it’s time I try to reach out to my parents again, though the thought makes me shiver. I get pulled in closer with the movement, and settle into my favorite place, drifting off to sleep.

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

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Lily:

Can we stop in town on the way? I would like to get your mom flowers.

Thoren:

Absolutely baby.

Lily:

Should I wear a dress? I should wear a dress.

Thoren:

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