Page 73 of The Oath We Take

When I feel her getting close, I remove my fingers and mouth.

“Ah,” she cries. “Hudson.”

I press a kiss on her hip. “Like I said, I decide when I take your orgasms, sweetheart.”

“I hate you,” she cries.

I grin and look down at her. Her wild hair is spread out over the grass, the piercings in her ears glitter when the rare ray of sun breaks through the leaves and catches them. “You won’t when you come.”

Her face tells me she isn’t mad. She’s tight like a spring, ready to release. “Then let me, please.”

I start all over again, stoking the flames that haven’t properly burned out. This time, I’m firmer. I make out with her pussy, then slap her clit every time I feel she’s getting close.

Every little whimper makes me feel like a fucking king. I wish I could suck the sound deep into my soul.

And yet, it still doesn’t feel close enough. I slide one finger, then another, then a third inside her pussy, watching how the skin stretches to accommodate. Her lips drag her cream along them, and my balls ache in a desperation of their own.

I bite down on her hooded clit, then suck on it hard.

“Oh, God, Atom. Don’t…stop…it’s…”

Her bark of surprise echoes through the meadow as she comes hard around my fingers.

I feel the shudders that run through her body beneath my palm. Her breath comes fast and frantic as she forgets where and who she is.

When she finally sinks back into the grass, I give her clit a kiss and lift my head. I can smell her all over my face, and the scent sends me a little feral.

I place my fingers into my mouth and suck them clean. “Mmm. Like I said, you taste really fucking good.”

“God, I needed that,” she says quietly.

“Any time you need it, you just let me know. Stay there.” I kiss her lips before I stand.

“Where are you going?”

I shrug. “Wasn’t expecting this to happen, so I don’t have a condom. I’m coming back, and I’m going to be mad if you moved because I want to fuck you just like that.”

I hurry into the house, unzipping my jeans as I go. I was already barefoot, so it only takes a moment to shuck them. When I grab the condom from my wallet, I realize, after this one, I’ve got only one left. Never felt the need to stack this place with contraception, given I never bring anyone out here. A silvery strand of pre-cum drips from my cock as I pull it on.

Now, I’m not sure this place will ever feel like anything other than ours. How could I sit on the porch and look at the piece of land Ember is currently lying on and not think of today?

I grab a picnic blanket on my way out the door and return to Ember. She’s lying where I left her, but she’s lost her tank top. I can see the lines of her summer tan. Neat where her bikini briefs would sit, but a mess of crisscross straps over her shoulders.

“You have fucking fantastic tits, Em.” I drop back between her legs, but lean over her to kiss them both, then kiss between them. I suck her nipple into my mouth, then bite down gently. “I’m going to fuck them one day soon. Come all over that pretty neck of yours.”

“I like your style of sweet talk,” she says. She smiles up at me, dazed and post-orgasmic still.

Cute as fuck.

“Meh, that was pretty basic. Saw your tits. Decided I really liked ‘em. Wait until I unleash the real dirty talk.”

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“You give good dirty talk?” I ask.

Atom nods. “Been known to. But that’s not what today calls for.”

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