Page 64 of Summer's Echo
I tilted my head back, capturing his lips in mine. The kiss was messy, needy, hungry. Damn, I wanted him to fuck me. But I wanted to be made love to, too. If anyone could satisfy my need, it was him. I couldn’t ignore the bulge pressing into my ass when he pressed his body into me. Given the soft breeze, he didn’t remove the robe completely, just opened it slightly. Tiny bites to my neck and shoulders made me moan.
“Echo,”I said as his hands roamed, grasping everywhere—sliding up my body and grabbing my breasts. They were so swollen and heavy, the touch of his cool hands dispatched a sensation that almost made me climax.
“Baby,” he said before swallowing my tongue.
He gently brushed his hands down my stomach, sweeping his fingers over my smooth mound. Two fingers split open my folds, revealing my clit. He nipped and tugged at it, causing my knees to weaken.
“Echo, shit. Baby, that feels too good,” I said.
“Nothing is too good for my Sunshine,” he said.
He repeated that motion slowly, over and over, before slipping one finger, then two into my pussy.
“Oh my god,” I yelped into the wind. I felt his face lift into a teasing grin against my cheek. He remembered that spot.
I refused to be the only one partaking in pleasure. I reached behind me, finding the waist of his joggers. My light scratches and tickles caused him to quiver. I slowly dipped into his pants, partially pulling them down, causing the inches of his dick to fall out. Pushing the bottom of the robe to the side, I arched my back a little so that his dick could nestle in the crease of my ass. I swayed up and down, massaging and stroking his girth with my round, plump backside.
“Sunshine, shit. That feels so fucking good,” he said, grunting.
His fingers were still bound within my lush, wet walls, coated with my syrup. I’d lost control, and given his erratic motion, he had, too.
“E, please,” I said.
“Please what, baby?” he said.
“Please fuck love to me,” I said, my words making absolutely no sense.
He chuckled. “You want me to fuck you and make love to you, Sun?” he asked.
“Yes, Echo. Yes.”
Echo
December 2019
“Please fucklove to me.”The words tumbled from her lips,half moan, half plea. Damn, she was flustered, but I knew exactly what she desired andwhyshe desired it. We’d only shared one sexual experience, so while this moment called for lovemaking, Summer wanted to be fucked—gently cherished while being wrecked and put back together. And I wasmore than willing to give her both. She trembled,on the brink of undoing when I released my fingers from her wet center. Spinning her around in one swift motion, I hoisted her up, guiding her legs to wrap around my waist.
She nestled her face into the crook of my neck as Igrazed my teeth along the delicate shell of her ear, her body trembling beneath my touch. I silently thanked my sister, Kemi, for convincing me to buy thisexpensive-ass reclining chaise because right now, it was the perfect place tofuck-lovemy Sunshine.
“E…”Her breathless, shaky voiceshattered the haze wrapping around us.
Damn.Was shein her head again? I was ready tosolicit, plead, conjure, and prayfor Summer to let melose myself in her,to explore every inch of hersoft, soaked essence.
I exhaled slowly,steadying my voice.“What’s wrong, baby?”
She shook her head.“Why am I so nervous?”
I kissed her forehead,sweeping my lips across her skin in lazy, featherlight strokes,then captured her mouth in mine.
“Because it’s déjà vu.” I smiled against her lips, pulling back just enough to study the misty depth of her gaze. “Under the stars. In our private oasis,”I said,tracing the memory between us with my fingertips.“And because this is a turning point for us…just like last time. Just like our first time together.”
Her eyes locked onto mine, heavy withmuted certainty. “Because this changes everything…again,” she said.
Instinctively, we nodded because we both knew there was no turning back.
A smile danced across her lips as she lifted her head to greet my mine. I didn’t say a word, just covered her mouth with languid, dreamy kisses. I drew her in, closing the microscopic crevice, allowing our kindred heartbeats to unite as one. My careful kisses grew hungry, clinging to her pouty lips with a desperation I couldn’t tame.
“Damn, Summer, I’ve missed you,” I said, and I meant every word.
