Page 83 of Unforgettable

I want to do this forever.

Reeve moves his mouth down my jaw and sucks on and licks the hollow of my neck. He places his palm over my heart as he whispers, “Just let me take care of you. Let me take care of you the same way you always take care of me.”

His lips touch me everywhere, brushing past each nipple and licking and kissing down my stomach. Making his way down to my cock.

Instead of taking me in his mouth like I expect, he situates himself on all fours, but this time his tight ass is in my face, giving me a front row seat of my favorite view.

“Am I supposed to lie here and not touch you?” I ask gruffly. My hands reach for him of their own accord.

He looks over his shoulder, a wicked smirk on his face. “If you can concentrate, you can touch.”

My natural instinct to control and dominate has me wanting to take him up on the challenge, touching him everywhere sohe’sthe one who can’t concentrate.

But instead, I sit back and welcome the wild and crazy, because that’s how I feel. Wild and crazy because of him. For him. With him.

Hot and wet, his mouth covers my cock, and my blood simmers with anticipation underneath my skin.

My eyes don’t know where to look, mesmerized by his ass in the air and the way I can see right between his legs. His hard dick is on display, his balls hanging full and heavy, and his mouth bobbing up and down my length like he just can’t get enough.

“You look like a fucking dream,” I say hoarsely.

My hands grip his cheeks and I caress and massage his smooth skin, spreading him apart every so often just to get a glimpse of his gorgeous hole.

Reeve doesn’t falter. Completely determined and focused, he works me over and it makes my entire being tremble. The care and attentiveness from him too much, but somehow exactly enough.

I reach for his cock, stroking it between his legs, loving the way his slick arousal smears itself on my fingers.

He slides off my dick, but continues to move his hand up and down, and looks back at me. “How many times do you think you can come tonight?” he asks, the words a challenge and not really a question.

“Why? You have plans?” I pant.

“Because I want to wring orgasm after orgasm out of you,” he says, repeating the exact words I said to him on our first night together.

He takes me back into his mouth once again. This time his need to push me over the edge is evident. And my grip on his dick falters.

I try to reach for his shaft again, but he moves my hand. “It’s all about you, remember?” he says between sucks. “Please. Let me take care of you.”

So I settle my hands on his ass, gripping, caressing, and kneading as Reeve works me over and my hips begin to buck up into his mouth as we both find a deliciously torturous rhythm.

“Fuck, Reeve,” I rasp. “I’m going to come.”

A long hard suck is the only response I get as my balls ache and heat coils around my spine.

“Fuck,” I shout as my body shudders relentlessly, come spurting out of me and into Reeve’s mouth. “You’re so good at that,” I say through heavy breaths.

Reeve doesn’t let himself slide off me till he’s sucked and licked and swallowed me dry. When he’s done, he maneuvers himself around until his legs are straddling me and he’s pressing his wet, puffy lips to mine, letting me taste myself on him.

“Come here,” I growl, deepening the kiss. Wanting him closer, I raise a hand and curl it around the back of his neck, pulling him to me, while the other finds purchase on his waist guiding him to lie back on top of me.

He settles between my legs, his cock still hard, and we just languidly let our hands explore, everything feeling a little more monumental than all the times before.

I attempt to slip a hand between us, but he shakes his head. “It’s my night to call the shots,” he exclaims. “And I want to save it all till I’m inside you.”

“You say the sweetest things when you’re in charge,” I say with a smile before returning my mouth to his.

We get lost in the simplicity of kissing. Hard and soft. Quick and chaste. Long and lazy. We kiss every which way, our tongues dancing to a special tune, our mouths speaking their own secret language.

Drunk on kisses, Reeve’s body reacts instinctively, subtly rubbing his hard length against me, and I don’t say a single word about it. I relish in the movements, loving the way his cock is gently coaxing mine back to life.

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