Page 54 of Devanté
Finally, I sank into her. Squeezing myself between her slick, tight walls. She was rich, silky warmth that seemed to melt when I stroked her. I couldn’t contain the groans of pleasure rolling through me.
Blake was more than I could have ever imagined. I wasn’t ready for her. With each strong thrust, I was on the brink of shooting my load. Every moan, kiss, lick, and touch pushed me closer. I wanted to watch her come. I had to force myself to hold back no matter how good she felt.
“Fuck, you are so perfect, Blake.” I dipped my head down and kissed her lips, feasting on her humid moans.
“Devanté,” she cried out, pressing her nails into my back. My name on her lips sounded smooth and right.
“Say that shit again, baby,” I spoke against her ear, pressing my teeth into her soft earlobe.
“Oh god, Devanté.”
My heart roared in my chest. The savage was out. I hammered into her, bending her legs, stretching them to the ceiling. I leaned forward and draped her thighs over my shoulders and drilled deeper.
I growled at the high-pitched whines spilling over Blake’s lips and the way her juicy pussy kissed my cock. She was ocean waves and I was the shore. Her wetness soaked me every time she surged. I felt her slipping down my shaft and rolling down my balls.
I licked a slow trail up and down her calves making my way to the delicate arch of her foot. I pressed slow, hot kisses on the soles of her feet because she deserved to have her feet kissed. She deserved to be worshipped. I wanted every step she took after this to be on the cushion of my lips, my kisses, my adoration.
“Oh, god…I’m going to come,” she groaned, her sweet breath sweeping against my ear. I fastened my lips to her throat, ready to soak in the noises that would pour from her. I crashed into her unrelenting and hard, fucking her deep like I knew she needed. Like I knew she wanted.
Her body rewarded me with heat and pressure enough to fling me into the universe. All I saw were stars and planets. I watched her face while she shared such a private, sensual moment with me. I watched the way her eyes fell shut, too heavy with pleasure to stay open. I watch the way she sank her teeth into her full lips. The way her back arched, slipping my dick deeper into her wet heat.
It was perfect. I’d never seen a piece of art more breathtaking. Never heard a love song truer and more emotional. The way Blake looked, sounded, and felt when she came was perfection.
“Devanté! Shit!” She called my name.Mine. I’d been waiting for years to hear my name fall from her mouth just like that. My eyes danced around her features, watching her lips form the syllables of my name over and over.
She pulled emotions to the surface of me that I wasn’t expecting. I knew I loved her. I’d known how I felt about Blake since I was eight. But being inside of her? That was something I’d only ever imagined. I was madly in love with this woman beneath me.
She was the one.
The thought made my stomach drop but it also made me buzz with the need to claim her. I pulled her bottom lip into my mouth, swiping my tongue across it before slipping into her sweet mouth.
Her trembling whimpers snipped the last thread of composure I had. I poured into her, hard. I knew it was coming but…shit. It exploded from me in thick jets. Blake jolted beneath me while my cock pulsed.
“Goddamn, Blake,” I muttered into her sex-dampened hair. “I love you.” It was the only appropriate thing to say after an experience like that. I was still slick with her. She was all over me and I’d never felt more like a king.
“I love you too,” she said, rolling over to stare at me after I pulled out of her warmth. I tugged her body close to mine while my needy fingers explored her soft skin. There was power in touching her body. I felt recharged every time my fingers met her skin.
“You know we’re not done, right?” I pushed the hair on her forehead behind her ear and found her eyes in the low light.
“I hope not.” She laid her head against my chest and I saw a lifetime of hope roll out in front of me. I hoped she left her man after the connection we shared. I hoped we could finally explore the relationship we’ve always deserved. I hoped I could give her my last name.
My kids…
“I could have a lifetime with you and still not be done.” I kissed her forehead and she squeezed me a little tighter.
I kept Blake held up in my suite all night. I turned off our phones and I fucked her all over that goddamn room. She passed out on the couch after the last time. I picked her up, naked with sweet-smelling skin and parted lips, and carried her to the bed. I crashed beside her and made sure my fingers never left her hips.
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