Page 7 of All Her Broken Pieces

“Trying to get rid of me so soon?” I smile as I pull out of her and shuffle to the bathroom, where I take care of the condom and clean myself off.

“I, uh… have an early morning tomorrow,” she shouts from the bedroom.

“Bullshit. Tomorrow is Saturday,” I call back, walking toward her with a warm washcloth.

“I do. There’s the… uh… farmer’s market, and I… need to stop by the bank…” she says unconvincingly, trailing off as I approach. I grab her by the ankle, pulling her to the side of the bed. “What are you doing?”

“I’m cleaning you up. I told you my momma raised me right,” I say as I press the warm cloth against her skin, taking care to clean her.

She arches a brow at me. “You’re educated about the importance of cleaning up a woman after sex? You expect me to believe your mom taught you all about aftercare?”

“It was my stepmom, actually, and no, while she may not have given me detailed instructions on aftercare, she did emphasize the importance of taking care of your woman at all times.”

“Let’s get this straight right now: I’m notyourwoman. This is one night only.”

“One night for now, sweetheart. But youaremy woman, at least for tonight. You became my woman the moment you came all over my face.” I toss the washcloth aside, drop to my knees, and lower my head between her legs.

“Wh-what are you doing?” She gasps as my tongue parts her folds, and I lick up her seam before sucking her clit into my mouth again.

“I’m convincing you that I’m worth more than one night.” I wink before returning to flick her clit with my tongue. After a few minutes of playing with her clit and bringing her close to the edge, I get up and climb onto the bed, moving the pillows and lying back near the headboard.

“Why did you stop? I was close,” she whines.

“Because I want you to sit on my face and ride me until you come again,” I command, grabbing her hand and pulling her to me.

“Like sit on it? I’ll crush you.”

“I’ll be fine, I promise. Now get that sweet pussy over here and let me feast on you.”

Nervously, she climbs up my body until her pussy is hovering over me. “I said sit, not hover,” I growl as I pull her thighs down, and she finally relaxes. I resume licking and push my tongue into her tight pussy as I use my hands to rock her body, encouraging her to move. Slowly she gains confidence and grinds her clit against my nose while I flick my tongue along her opening. Adding a finger, I push against her G-spot until I feel her walls clamp down and her slickness coats my face as her muffled cries fill the air.

She crumples over, falling onto the bed next to me as she continues trying to catch her breath while I do the same.

“No one’s ever?—”

“Let you ride their face? Made you squirt? Given you that many orgasms in one night? How many was that so far? I know you kept count given how much you like numbers.”

“Five,” she whispers. She lies still briefly before her head pops up. “Wait, ‘so far’? What do you mean so far? I don’t think I have any more in me.”

“I did mention more complicated positions, and we’ve only just begun.”

“You twentysomethings and your stamina. I’m going to need a minute.” Dropping her head back to the mattress, she drapes her arms over her face, giving me a delectable view of her heavy breasts.

“How about we make a deal? I’ll give you a break if you give me another night. I’ve at least earned that, don’t you think?” Shifting onto my side, I rope an arm over her torso as I pull her into me.

“My, my, you’re cocky.”

“I know what I’m worth. And I’m pretty sure I know your worth too. You deflect with humor, thinking you can hide it, but I see it, see you,” I murmur, kissing up her stomach to her perfect breasts. “You’re a fucking queen, Bridget, and I’d happily fall to my knees and worship at your throne.” Fuck, I’m going to scare her off with my declarations, so I pull one of her nipples into my mouth, distracting her so she can’t unpack the way I’m wearing my heart on my sleeve.

“Fuck, that feels good,” she pants as she writhes underneath me.

“Let me show you how a queen deserves to be treated.” I continue, nibbling on her nipple as I hover over her, grinding my cock through her wet heat as I pulse my crown against her clit. After a few minutes of lavishing attention to both of her breasts and thrusting against her, she tenses beneath me as she lets out a throaty moan. Blinking, she looks up at me with a look of shock on her face.

“How did you… that came out of nowhere…Jesus. I… Fuck, I can’t form a coherent thought.”

Chuckling, I press a kiss to her lips before pushing off the bed. “Let’s go,” I urge before grabbing her arm and pulling her off the bed.

“Where? I’m not sure if my legs are working at the moment.”

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