Page 17 of Tangled Desires

“Jagger, please. You’re killing me.”

“Not as much as me, gorgeous.” He lifts himself off the bed, keeping his gaze on me the entire time. I only hope he hurries up before I have to take matters into my own hands.

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JAGGER

Lyric’s body, naked and waiting for me to get with the program and do the same, is the least of what I expected to come from today. It’s damn hard when the only woman you’ve ever loved rips her clothes off and isn’t shy about what she wants.

“No touching. I think we’ve done enough of taking care of ourselves this past week. Don’t you?” She’s been sliding her hand down the middle of her chest, leading right to where her wet pussy is calling to me. I’ve got so much I want to do to her, and it’s a damn good thing I’m not working today. I’ll be taking my time with her. The first goddamn thing I’ll be doing is kissing her, not the short and sweet ones we shared earlier today. I’m going to dominate her mouth, her tits, and her pussy. I feel her coating my abdomen with every lift of her hips while I’ve got my mouth wrapped around one taut nipple, testing the limits to how soft or hard she likes it, going to the other then repeating the process.

“Please, Jagger.” Lyric plants her feet on the mattress, spreading her thighs and showing me her sweet pussy. I rip my shirt over my head. My boots are already off in order not to track drywall dust into her bedroom. I back off the bed, annoyed that I didn’t have the forethought to get naked with her earlier. I bend down to take off my socks, watching her as she watches me.

A soft gasp, a catch in her breath, has me hurrying up. My hands take care of the button and zipper, then the jeans fall to the floor, I step out of them, and I let Lyric look her fill. The clear outline of my cock is easy to notice in the black boxer briefs I’m wearing.

“You want me, Lyric, but how do you want me?” There’s no wrong answer, and as I wrap my hand around the bulge in my shorts, I see what it does to her. A tremor consumes her body as her flesh pebbles. Her hands are in the freshly made bedding, washed and folded after she unpacked it. I’m noticing that she likes to be kept busy, no matter what’s going on around her.

“On top of me, preferably.” She’s a handful, but I’d never want less. I pull my boxers down and step out of them. “Holy shit, did that, I don’t know, get bigger?” My cock bobs against my abdomen. I wrap my hand around my length, holding it. The need to paint her body with my cum, marking her as mine, sits heavy on my mind.

“I don’t measure my dick, Lili.” I step forward, ready to be between her pretty thighs.

“Well, I’m not sure it’s going to fit. How about that?” There’s a nervousness to her tone, and I can’t have that, notafter all this time without her. The need for a rush of adrenaline isn’t there like it usually is. I’ve been settled ever since coming home and reconnecting with her. Maybe she’s the cure for my need to do something careless or reckless. The drug that didn’t use to fail me now is, and the one I want and need is lying in bed waiting for me.

“I’ll fit. We’ll go as slow as you need. But, Lili,” I get her attention as I climb back onto the bed.

“Yes?” My hand wraps around her ankle, sliding upwards while keeping a firm grip on my dick, worried it’ll have a mind of its own and rut into her like I’m some kind of wild animal.

“I’m going to use my mouth first, followed by my fingers, and when you’re nice and ready, you’ll get my cock.” My plans of working from the top to the bottom fall to the wayside. I drop to my forearms, hands going beneath the backs of her thighs, lifting them up and over my shoulders, and finally get a taste of Lyric.

“Holy fuck.” The tip of my tongue draws a circle around her clit, feeling her body shudder. I keep going. Her feet dig into my back, spurring me on and telling me she likes what I’m doing. It’s too bad for her that I’m not going to only pay attention to one particular area. I trace a path along one lip, sucking it into my mouth before repeating the process on the other. My cock is impatient as fuck with me, wanting to get inside her after getting a small taste. I open my mouth, then my tongue is sinking inside her. Feeling Lyric’s tightness, as much as I want to prolong eating her sweet cunt, now is the time to stretch her.

“Jagger, oh god.” My eyes lift, sweeping up the length of her body, seeing what I’m doing to her. Perspiration coats her skin, her breathing is labored, tits moving up and down, more than a damn handful, and if I weren’t going to need my hands, I’d be playing with her nipples. They’re a ripe berry color, the same as her lips, and soon, I’m going to feast on them like I am her pussy. I use one hand to cup the cheek of her ass, tilting her hips upward, and drag my tongue around her tight bud. When she’s lost in the moment, I press one finger inside. She’s so fucking tight. Too goddamn tight to take my cock without me stretching her first.

The walls of her center pulse around me as I slide in and out, wetness coating me with every pass, and when she gets used to me, I add another. Lyric’s eyes close, one hand is fisted in her hair, the other is trailing down the center of her torso, moving to her abdomen and sinking into my hair.

It’s clear she likes what I’m doing. At the hiss of pain when I scissor my fingers after a few thrusts, I keep my mouth sealed around her clit. My cheeks, mouth, and chin are drenched with her juices. My fingers dig into the flesh of her ass, sinking closer, and I’m tempted to graze the tip over her back entrance, except she takes that moment to bear down on my fingers and fly apart on my fingers and tongue.

Thank fucking God.

I continue licking her through her orgasm, pulling my fingers out of her drenched center nice and slow. When Lyric’s body calms down, back landing on the mattress, I lift away. My gaze drops to her pussy as I sit up, going to my knees, more than ready to take her with my cock. She’s got asmall landing strip the color of her hair, and it’s hot as fuck to see her spread open after I’ve had my mouth buried between her thighs.

“I’m still not sure how that’s going to fit inside me.” I use my hand to clean her wetness from my face, her eyes watching the entire time.

“It will. That being said, I didn’t plan on having sex, gorgeous. I don’t have a condom with me. We can stop here and finish this another time. It’s up to you.” I’m pissed as fuck at myself. I should have known this is where we’d land. Every time before, it’d been just the same. Neither of us could keep our hands off one another.

“I’m on the pill and clean. Are you?” she asks, wrecking any pretense of control I once had.

“Yeah, Lyric, I’m clean. Are you sure?” I can hold off, use my hand, or maybe she’ll use hers on me. Then there’s always her tits. I could crawl up her chest, her hands pressing her tits together, and I’d glide my cock between them. Fuck me, I’d bet she’d lift her head up, tongue sliding out and lapping at the head of my dick until I came all over her chest.

“Then, please, get inside me. It’s been too long.” I’m not reading into anything. Don’t wanna know who she’s been with, and I’m damn sure not giving up any information about myself. That shit can stay away, far fucking away.

I move until I’m lying beside her, my mouth going to hers, kissing her as deeply as possible, feeling her hands on my pecs, nails digging in, and moving us so we’re face to face. Lyric’s eyes are closed, but mine are open, watching herevery step of the way as I move my arm beneath her neck, my other slipping down the length of her body, and she shivers.

She pulls back, eyes opening, glossing over in the haze of desire. Her cheeks are red, and her lips, fuck me, they’re wet and swollen, making me want to kiss her until we’re both out of breath.

“Going to take this nice and slow, Lili.” I grasp the back her thigh and lift it over my hip, causing her to open up, and I dip my hips. The head of my cock grazes her slit, wetness coating it, but my hands are damn full right now. “Need you to guide me. Can you do that for me?”

“Holy shit, Jagger.” When she wraps her hand around my dick, it’s my eyes closing and head tipping back. I’m breathing through the need to be inside her with one deep stroke.

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