Page 76 of My Mistake To Make

‘Look how pretty you are.’ I groan, pushing my fingers up her inner thighs. Fuck, she’s beautiful.

She squirms against the bed, turned on, nervous, and embarrassed, trying to hide from me, but I see her. I see her wetness glistening in the low light. I can smell her arousal, my mouth watering at the sight, the scent, the anticipation.

‘Cara,’ I say her name to get her to focus, and she meets my gaze once more. ‘I’m going to go down on you.’ Her eyes widen, her lips part, and the tiniest squeak falls from her mouth. ‘I’m going to make you come with my tongue, and my lips, and my fingers, and then I’m going to make love to you. Okay?’

She nods, and I watch as she pulls her lip between her teeth.

‘You can tell me if anything is a step too far. I’ll stop anytime you need or want me to—doesn’t matter how far we’ve gone. Tell me you understand that.’

‘I know.’ She smiles. It’s small, but fuck, I needed that smile. ‘I want this. I want you.’

I move over her, settling between her legs and covering her mouth with mine as I lower my hand between our bodies and stroke my fingers through the silky wetness, making her moan into the kiss.

I slide one, then two fingers into her as I kiss her deeper, and she gasps, breaking the connection.

Making my way down her body, I press kisses to her neck, throat, and those gorgeous tits. Man, the fun I’m going to have with those, but not now… right now, I need to taste her. I need to hear her moaning for me.

Running the tip of my tongue down the crease of her leg, I slide my fingers into her once more, slowly, looking up to see her watching me, and I grin; she thinks she’s not sexy, but she’s driving me fucking wild.

I flatten my body to the mattress and inhale her scent as I lower my head, and Jesus,fuck, this woman. I know this is new to her and I want to savor every gasp and moan, every tremble, every goosebump, but focusing is hard when my dick is rubbing against the bed with the roll of hips in my desperation for her.

Closing my eyes, I lower my face between her thighs and lick slowly, listening as she inhales sharply, her body jolting under me.

Losing myself, I lick and suck, kiss and touch, my fingers still moving inside her as I close my lips gently around her clit and use my tongue to tease the sensitive bud, pulling a long, strangled moan from Cara.

‘Ohh, I…’

Thereit is. Her back starts to arch, and her fingers move between grabbing my hair and gripping the sheet beneath her as she presses down toward my mouth.

‘Doug, I.Oh, my God…’ she gasps breathlessly, her voice barely audible, and I chuckle against her, not stopping, not changing a damn thing.

‘That. Oh…Shit, that is…’ she moans, and I reach up my free hand, massaging her breast before pinching her hard nipple, rolling it between my fingers as she trembles uncontrollably beneath me.

She pushes her fingers into my hair, gripping and pulling and making me growl against her, hungry, determined, and fucking feral for this woman.

'I'm…I'm…'

She arches her back off the bed and clenches around my fingers as she comes, calling out my name, and I’m done. I can’t get enough of her. I never want this to stop.

Fun Time Over?

Cara

Oh. My. God…

My heart races, my chest rising and falling, my skin burning hot as Doug presses his lips to my thigh, then my hip, as he makes his way back up my body.

I’m floating. I mean literally. I’m certain of it. My soul must have just left my body and is somewhere up in the rafters, still trying to make its way down. At the very least, I must be levitating a few inches above the mattress because I can’t feel itunder me. I can’t feel anything except total ecstasy and desire for the man now smiling down at me like the cat who got the cream.

I giggle, unable to stop myself. ‘You don’t need to look so smug.’

He laughs. ‘I do, actually. You comin’ like that is a thing of beauty, and I’m the only man to witness it. Smug is exactly how I should look.’

I grin and run my fingers over the curve of his biceps, laughter subsiding, making way for yet more desire for this man.

‘So, what now?’ I ask quietly, and he lowers, pressing his body into mine as he grips under my thigh with his hand and pulls it up, his erection pushing into me just a little, making me gasp.

‘I told you. I said I was going to go down on you, make you come, then make love to you.’

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