Page 20 of Spring Forward

Unable to fight the need to take control anymore, I push my woman’s head down until she’s taking as much of my length as she can. My cock throbs when I watch tears well up in her eyes. But she doesn’t struggle or try to pull away. She doesn’t tap my thigh or squeeze my balls tighter to show me her displeasure.

No, not my woman.

She relaxes and I slide just a little bit farther into her mouth.

“That’s it,” I praise her, and I can practically see the smile in her eyes.

It’s like my woman is glowing.

With a harsh growl, I pull her off my length. Watching her gasp for breath makes me feel fucking feral. I tug her up and strip her quickly, loving the haze of lust in her eyes. My movements are quick as I stand, turn, and toss her onto the bed. Before she’s settled completely, I’m almost stripped down.

The moment I am, I crawl over my woman’s body. Her toned legs wrap around my waist and tug me down toward her. I settle my hips against hers and moan as my cock makes contact with her weeping pussy.

“So wet for me,” I tease her just as I lower my mouth and suck one of her hard nipples between my lips.

Delaney arches her back like she’s feeding me her tit for my own personal enjoyment. What’s not to enjoy? She’s fucking perfect.

“Noel,” she moans, “stop teasing me. I need you to fill me up.” When I bite down on her nipple before popping off, she gasps, “Please.”

One of her hands snakes between our bodies and grips the base of my length. The moment I feel her entrance, I thrust forward at the same time I strike and suck her other nipple into my mouth. The wail that comes out of my woman, one filled with pure fucking pleasure, makes me start to pound into her.

I can’t stop myself. I don’t even want to.

Every time I thrust inside of her, she lets out a sound of pleasure that goes straight to my balls. Not wanting to come too soon, I slow down my thrusts. I keep fucking her hard and the way her walls clamp down on me feels like her body is begging me for more.

She tilts her hips and pants, “Oh yes, right there.”

My gaze stays trained on her face, unable to look away as I take in the look of pure fucking bliss while I pump into her hard. I can hear how wet she is as I move in and out of her pussy, the sound melds with the symphony of our skin slapping together.

“You like taking my cock, Freckles?” Her nails dig into my shoulders as her moans spill from her faster and louder. “That’s it. You take all of me so fucking perfectly.”

“So close,” she mewls as her back arches and her tits press against me.

Feeling her hard nipples against my chest is almost my undoing. Hell, everything this woman does almost has me losing myself. My balls draw up, but there’s no way she’s not going to come before me.

No fucking way.

“Need you to come and cover my cock with your juices,” there’s a plea in my voice.

I start to fuck her faster and swivel my hips when I’m buried deep inside of her, giving her some friction against her clit.

A long, keening moan comes from the back of my woman’s throat when her body locks up and her pussy squeezes my length as her orgasm washes over her. I pump into her a few more times, but then I’m fucking lost in a desperate pleasure I’ve only ever felt with her.

“Delaney,” I growl as my cock pulses and her walls milk every drop of cum from me. “Love the way your pussy sucks my cum from me.”

As much as I want to collapse on top of her, I roll us until she’s draped over my chest because I don’t want to hurt her. Even with my dick softening, I love the feeling of being inside of her. I don’t want to be anywhere else.

The only sounds are our panting breaths as I run my hands up and down her back. Her soft skin is slick with sweat, but I don’t give a fuck. She doesn’t seem to mind that my chest is the same as she rests her head right above where my heart is slowly calming down.

I don’t let go of her, I can’t. With my arms wrapped around her, I realize she didn’t tell me if staying is something she will even consider. Maybe someone else would take her launching herself at me as answer enough, but not me.

Even without knowing her long, I know my woman.

She was touched, but she doesn’t know if she can commit to staying.

A smile tugs at my lips because I just need time to convince her. I won’t stop until I do.

CHAPTER 9

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