Page 56 of Our Cracked Pieces
“So good,” I moaned as he went back to what he was doing. There was no way to explain the feeling, and looking past my breasts, the picture he presented looked positively carnal. His dark head was nestled between my legs, his face shiny whenever I caught him looking at his handiwork.
He looked like fucking sin.
I could feel his grip on my thighs tightening, and when his tongue traveled farther south, that was something I never saw coming. “Oh, God…oh, fuck…” I closed my eyes and threw my head back against the pillow, wondering how something so dirty could feel so damn good.
Lapping up everything, Lorcan said, “If you think that tight, little ass isn’t mine also, you’re very mistaken, baby.”
My fingers no longer holding me open for him, my hands tangled in his hair in tight fists. “More,” I begged. “I need more.” His tongue went back to working my clit, but that’s not what I needed, and I was terrified to ask.
And my body must have had a tell, because Lorcan immediately stopped and asked, “What’s wrong?”
I lifted my head and looked down at the gorgeous man, positioned between my thighs, and made a very conscious decision to trust him. “I…I need more, Lorcan.”
Understanding dawned, and he said, “If you freak out, we can start over tomorrow.” He wasn’t asking me or suggesting it, he was telling me.
Nodding, I whispered, “Okay.”
His tongue went back to my clit, and soon, we were back in the rhythm of pleasure and his expertise. But just when I thought he was going to ignore my request, I felt his right hand abandon my left thigh, and the wet sounds of one of his fingers sliding into my pussy filled the room.
And I didn’t freak out.
I felt full and on the verge of satisfaction. I no longer felt empty. I felt the dual sensations of his finger teasing me and his tongue tantalizing me, and now I understood why women insisted on foreplay in the bedroom.
Holy shit, this was hot.
With Lorcan working me up so badly, it wasn’t long before I was reaching for that heavenly explosion. “Lorcan…please…”
“Tell me what you want, baby,” he commanded again.
“One more…one more finger…please…” As soon as a second finger joined the first, I was tipping over. My entire body arched in pleasure, and I was cumming all over his face.“Lorcan…”
“Fuck yeah,” he hissed against my clenching center. “Give it to me, baby.”
I felt nothing but pleasure. No fear. No old ghosts. No regrets. No anxiety. Nothing but pure pleasure, and I knew he was nowhere near finished with me.
My body twitching in the aftermath of euphoria, I was vaguely aware of Lorcan making his way up my body, his lips peppering soft kisses all over my skin.
When his face was above mine, he said, “Open up for me, Rowan. I want to show you how delicious your pussy tastes.” I could feel my entire face flush with the dirtiness of it all, but I complied. I pressed my lips against his, my mouth opened for his tongue, and I could taste my release all over him. We tasted sweet together, and I wasn’t embarrassed by it at all.
I could feel the head of his dick rubbing at my center, and I moved my hips, reaching for the fullness I knew I’d get with Lorcan inside me. “Please…” Past the point of caring about how desperate begging made me look, I fucking begged for the man.
Lorcan reached over to grab the condom, his voice a breathless growl. “I got you, baby.”
“Lorcan?”
He froze, his eyes darting to mine. “Yeah?”
“After…after tonight, we…we get checkups, okay?”
His lips slammed down on mine, and it was another mind-blowing kiss between us. When I was practically dying for it, he whispered in my ear, “You want my cum all over you, Rowan? You want it leaking from your body.”
“Yes,”I cried, wanting to experience everything I’ve denied myself for so long.
Lorcan let out a string of curses as he put on the condom and repositioned himself between my legs. In one swift motion, he was buried to the hilt inside me, his thick length stretching me wide.
“Fuck,” he growled, and this was fucking and making love all at the same time. “Your pussy is so fucking perfect for me.”
“I need you, Lorcan,” I confessed. “I need you so badly.”
