Page 78 of Second Chance for the Single Mom

“I haven’t.”

I gasped as his tongue licked a trail down my body, quickly arriving at my mound. He hesitated there, teasing me while rubbing his nose in my hair and dragging his fingertips down my thighs. But the torture didn’t last long, his tongue finally flicking across my clit.

I arched my back and moaned loudly, resting back on my elbows and admiring how wonderful his inky hair looked between my legs. His tongue moved lower, rolling wetly against my entrance, tasting me like I was the meal he craved.

“I’ve missed the way you eat me,” I said.

His groan vibrated into my pussy lips. “What else do you miss?”

“Everything,” I admitted.

Lucas’s dark eyes flicked up to me. “Like what?”

I bit my lip. “I miss the way you took charge. And told me what to do.”

I felt him smile against me.

Like a choreographed dance, we moved together—I pushed myself backward on the bed away from him, and he followed, planting his fists on either side of me like a stalking panther. Then his hands were on my body, twisting me onto my side while he flipped himself over until we were both on our sides, sixty-nining.

“Squeeze my cock,” he said in that commanding voice that used to drive mewild.

I grasped him by the base, marveling at his thickness. All three men were big, but I wasn’t able to properly appreciate Lucas’s size until now. The trim made him look even better, a trick of the eye, but he was stillmassive. I licked my lips.

Suddenly, thunder boomed outside, rattling the windows. We both froze for a second, then grinned. Thunderstorms were a rarity here, so it felt like the gods themselves were applauding our physical act.

“Stroke me,” he said.

I followed his orders once again, moving my fingers over his smooth skin. He groaned happily, then buried his face between my legs. He gave me a single lick, from my clit down across my drenched lips, before pulling back.

“I want to feel you moaning on my cock,” he said, breath hot on my sex. “Can you do that?”

“Mmm, I can.”

God, I loved this. The way he took charge, demanding what he wanted in bed and giving me the same. There was no feeling like fully surrendering to a man you craved, a man you trusted. I would doanythingfor him right now, and I knew he felt the same way.

“Suck on me,” he insisted.

I parted my lips and took his crown into my mouth, tasting the faint saltiness from his drop of pre-come.

“More,” he demanded, reaching over my hip to dig his fingers into my ass. “Take as much of my cock as you can.”

I plunged my mouth over him, opening as wide as I could. Taking a few more inches. He let out the deepest, most wonderful groan, his cheek scraping against my skin as he kissed my inner thigh. Then I felt his hand on the back of my head, pushing me down on him a little bit more. It was right on the edge of what I could handle—my eyes watered, but I kept my lips wrapped tightly around his shaft, enjoying every second of his skin on my tongue.

“Fuck, you feel amazing,” he cursed.

He buried his face between my legs, parting my lips with his tongue. Hot, intense pleasure streaked through my chest, and I moaned halfway down on his cock. We used to do this for hours when we were teenagers, novices who wanted nothing more than to explore each other’s body with our mouths and hands. Going down on each other at the same time, seeing who could make the other scream first.

Lucas plunged his tongue inside me, thick and greedy.

I cried out and bobbed my head faster, stroking his base at the same time, matching the pace of his tongue inside my sex. His hard lengththrobbedin my mouth, and I closed my eyes and savored the thrill of this while rain pattered against the windows.

“I love the way you taste,” he growled before sucking my clit into his mouth like he was givingita blowjob, tongue flicking against my most sensitive place. Then his fingers were exploring my entrance, sliding up and down before plunging inside, fingertips immediately finding my G-spot like he had a goddamnmap.

“Oh my God,” I tried to moan around his cock as the pressure rapidly built. I moved my hips against his face, matching the pace of the fingers stroking inside me.

He moaned too, lips vibrating around my clit like my own personal vibrator, and it was all too much. The first shoots of my orgasm blossomed up my core, and I clenched myself around his fingers. Lucas’s cock throbbed even more, pulses matching the growing waves of pleasure slamming into me.

He was close.

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