Page 112 of The One for Me
I’ve been patient, taking my brothers’ advice and letting her lead the way, but I miss her. I need to be close to her again, give her every reason to want us to continue, and I’m afraid she’ll keep slipping away.
“Sean.” Her voice is sleepy, but the rasp causes me to harden. “Merry Christmas.”
“Merry Christmas, sweetheart.”
She turns over so her hands are on my chest, and she leans up to kiss me. “I love you.”
This is the one thing I know hasn’t changed. She looks at me with more love each day. I can see how hard this is for her. Maybe the right thing to do is to take the additional stress of deciding off the table and let her go, but I can’t. I’ve lived a life without her, and I won’t give her that out.
For years, I’ve abided by the vow to be alone, and now that I’ve broken it, there’s no way to go back.
She’s filled my world with colors that I’ve never seen before and muted tones aren’t what I want to be surrounded with.
“I love you,” I tell her.
“Make love to me,” Devney pleads, her hands moving down my chest. “Please, I need you.”
I take her face in my hands and kiss her softly. Our tongues move together in a perfect rhythm, taking and giving when the other shifts. My hands glide down her smooth skin, tracing every curve, committing each one to memory. I love how she feels. The way her body fits with mine so easily.
I kiss down to her throat as she lifts it to give me better access. She tastes like sunshine and smells of vanilla. Moving back up to her lips, I capture the moan that escapes as I cup her breasts. “You drive me crazy,” I tell her. “I want you every moment of every day.”
Her fingers slide through my hair before curling into fists so she can pull my face back to look at me. “You have no idea how much I want you.”
“Show me.”
Devney pushes me back, and I go easily, letting her take the lead. Her legs straddle me, and her heat settles against my cock. Her lips come to mine as her hands move against my chest. She lowers slowly, kissing her way down my body and sliding my underwear off so she can wrap her hand around my dick.
“I love every part of you.” Her voice is smooth like silk. “I love how you make me feel. How you look at me. Everything with you is better.”
My fingers move through her silky, chocolate strands, and tighten at her scalp. “All I want is to give you everything.”
She smiles. “And I want to give to you too. Now, be quiet and don’t wake Austin.”
Her head lowers, eyes staying on mine as she takes me into her mouth. Her wet, hot tongue slides over me, and I have to bite back a groan. She bobs up and down, using her hand along with her mouth. Her tongue moving at the same time along the underside makes me fist the sheets. God, she feels incredible.
I need her. I need to do something before I lose my fucking mind.
I grab her hips, pulling her up toward my face and tear her panties off. She moans around my cock, sending electric pulses through my body.
To keep myself from blowing too early, I think of anything other than the incredible sensations of her mouth.
My solution is to pull her pussy near me, inhaling her musky scent and how turned on she is. “I’m going to make you come,” I warn.
My tongue slides against her seam and then up to her clit. I hold her right where I want her, not allowing her to move her hips as I drive her crazy. With her mouth wrapped around my dick, she moans and sinks down even farther. I focus on her, not the intense sensations pulsing through me each time I hit the back of her throat.
It becomes a battle of who will drive the other to the brink faster, and I work hard to win.
Not that there are any losers here.
Still, I want her to come. I want to taste her as I take her over the edge.
Devney tries to move her hips away, and I hold her even tighter, flicking and sucking until she lifts her head and falls apart.
I keep at her, taking all she gives as her legs give out and she rests against my leg.
Then I flip her over, staring down into her brown, sated eyes. “We’re not done.”
She grins. “I’d hope not.”
