Page 75 of Could Have Been Us
Gently, I rub, making my circles slow and deliberate. “Today, as I was walking back, I thought about how much I wanted to touch you. For the last two days, you’ve been the only thing I’ve cared about. Not food, water, sleep, or the peace around me.” I push against her body, my cock sliding against her heat.
I want to sink into her. To take her over and over until she’s screaming my name, but first, I want to make her as crazy as I’ve been.
“I’ve wanted you too.”
“Good.” I reward her by increasing the pressure. “Keep your arms up, Stella. If you move them, I’ll stop. Do you understand?”
“Yes.”
I kiss her, wanting to feel her tongue against mine because it’s a gift I don’t deserve. She was made for me.
I move down her body, sucking on each nipple and then moving lower. I lift her leg, pulling it to the side as she looks down at me, keeping her arms up. My position has never been more fitting. I’m on my knees before a woman I plan to worship.
My tongue slides up her pussy and around her clit. Her hips move, but she keeps her arms up. “Jack, I can’t.”
“You have to,” I tell her before my tongue pushes against her clit.
I hold her thighs open and devour her. Every scream, cry, and plea makes me go harder. I want her incoherent, falling in my arms from the intense pleasure.
“God. I’m so close,” she says over and over. “Jack, please!”
I flick her clit faster, harder, and I don’t care when I feel her hands in my hair, holding me as she grinds her hips in the rhythm she needs. Stella rides my face, and it’s fucking heaven.
She screams as her legs give out, but I catch her and lift her. With her back against the wall and the hot water falling over us, I thrust once, filling her while the very last pulses of her orgasm squeeze me.
“Yes!” Stella’s cries echo as I pump harder.
We are past talking. All I want is her. I need to fall apart inside her, to have her climax again as I give her everything I am.
She takes my face in her hands, pushing her mouth to mine. I kiss her as I take her over and over.
“I’m close,” I warn her.
“Me too.”
We both climb, and I know I’m going to lose it. I hold on, wanting her to go before or with me.
“Jack. Yes. Jack.”
“I can’t . . . I need to . . .” I try to speak, but she clamps her legs tighter around me. “Stella, inside.” It’s all I can say, and I pray she understands. “Time. Now.”
Her eyes lock onto mine. “It’s okay. It’s okay. I want you to come inside me.”
I don’t have another second. I thrust once more, a groan escaping me, and we sink to the floor. “I love you.”
She sighs. “I love you. Never leave me.”
I kiss her forehead. “Never.” Stella giggles, and I stare down at her. “What?”
“Nothing, just that you may regret saying that after you hear about our plans for this weekend.”
“Plans?”
“Most definitely. See, you owe me for that camping crap.”
I have a feeling I’m about to pay for it greatly. “What exactly are you planning?”
She touches her finger to my lips. “It’s nothing bad. I have to check out something for the resort plans before I meet with the contractors.”
