Page 66 of Your Pucking Mom

“So fucking perfect,” he said between tongue thrusts on the most sensitive parts of my body.

I closed my eyes, gripping the sheets as I arched my hips, angling myself so I was closer to his face. This was what bliss must feel like.

I had no thoughts, just pure, unfiltered euphoria. I didn’t care what I looked like. I was chasing a high and was desperate to crest.

“You cry so beautifully for me, Sunshine,” Ledger praised.

I was so close—eyes shut, hips thrusting into his mouth, desperate for that impending explosion of pleasure.

All of a sudden, his mouth retreated from me. “Why?” I cried out.

He flipped me and lifted my hips so I was atop him again. “What?” I mumbled, frustrated that I had been right there, about to come, but he pulled away.

“I need to be inside you. I cannot fucking wait. Please.”

“I-I-I…” I looked around, trying to find the escape to the room. If I swung my leg around him, I could make a run for it…but why was this feeling coming up again?

“What’s wrong?” Ledger asked, straightening.

“I just…never…” The feeling of shame and embarrassment was such a powerful one, something I’d felt my entire life. This wasn’t how I wanted to feel. I wanted to keep riding the wave of safety and pleasure with him.

His brows furrowed. “You’ve never…had sex?”

His thoughts must have been swirling. I was Austin’s mom, so of course I’d had sex before, but what he didn’t know was so much fucking deeper than both of us, and it wasn’t the time to discuss it.

“No,” I confessed, then the word vomit ensued. “That’s not it, of course. I have a child, obviously. But…it… just?—”

Why couldn’t I just say it? I was losing control, the passion slipping away as I spiraled down the anxiety slide, knowing the crash at the bottom wouldn’t be pretty.

“Come here,” Ledger murmured. His lips found mine, enveloping me in a kiss.

I pulled away. “I want to do it. I do. I swear.” I nodded a few times. I wanted to feel him inside me. I wanted to share this moment with the one man who’d ever made me feel this safe. Regardless of our future, we shared something I’d never feel again in my lifetime.

Ledger’s brown eyes scanned mine. “Sunshine,” he murmured, his forehead touching mine again. His cock grazed my butt cheek as I leaned down to breathe him in. “I don’t want to do anything you’re not comfortable with. It’s your story to tell, and I know you’ll tell me when you’re ready. I told you this once, and I’ll say it again, but the door is always open.”

He paused. “Whatever this will or will not become, I need you to know how special you are to me. You bring me the sun when my days are so fucking tired and gloomy. You are so much more than just light to me. You’re my reason.”

I shook my head. This was too much for me to hear because I felt the same things for him. He verbalized what I was feeling inside. I lifted my hands, running them through his beard before I whispered, “What if I don’t want to leave?”

He groaned deeply. “Tell me what you want.”

His hands brushed my fallen curls, and I moved so I was hovering over his hard length.

“I want you. All of you.” Our eyes met again as he flashed a cheeky grin.

“I’ll help guide you down, baby, but you tell me if at any point it’s too much.”

I nodded my head. I wanted this. No, I needed it. It wasn’t for Ledger or because Emma had told me I needed to try again. This wasn’t for every time my mother called me a whore or a slut during my life. This was for me. I was taking back what had been stolen from me.

His hands held right above the meaty section of my hips to guide me. I laid my palms flat on his chest as I slowly dropped onto him, succumbing to the fullness.

“Holy shit.” My eyes rolled back in my head.

“Are you okay?” he asked as I opened them enough to look at him. I couldn’t form the words for the bliss radiating through my body.

“More than okay.” I whimpered. “Keep going.”

He kept guiding me up and down his shaft, inch by inch, and that fullness almost became too much for me to handle.

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