Page 35 of Never Fear (Whiskey Ridge)
Chapter 15
Austin
Those four words were like a spoken prayer, and I didn’t hesitate. My knees hit the floor of the shower, my eyes not once leaving hers as I waited for further instruction. Fuck, she could tell me to jump off a cliff right now and I’d do it. Plunge into an icy lake, I’d dive willingly. Anything, and I’d oblige with no hesitation, because it meant her focus was on me. I craved her attention like a drug, the hold she had on me so unlike anything I’d ever felt before.
If Booker and Henley could see me now, they’d consider me pathetic. But I didn’t care. For McKenna, I’d steal the moon. Ransack every convenience store until I had every single pack of strawberry gum in existence within my grasp. Learn how to properly use one of those fancy cameras so I could photograph her smile, her lit-up eyes, and her bright pink blush.
God, was I turning into a fucking romantic? For her, I’d consider it. But McKenna didn’t seem like the type of girl to want flowers or chocolates. She seemed like the kind ofgirl that wanted to be bent over the dinner table and spanked for giving me sass.
I’d happily do that, too.
With her chin angled down at me, her hair dripping wet and draped around her shoulders, McKenna admired me on my knees before her. She ran a thumb over my cheek, gliding it down to my chin, then brought it to my bottom lip. My mouth was parted, my breathing heavy as paralyzing need overtook me. But I let her take her time. I could stamp down my desire to ravish her and have my control later.
She pulled on my lip, dragging the pad of her thumb over to the corner of my mouth, like she was mesmerizing the curves of my face. My dick was throbbing so fucking hard, I thought it might literally explode. My balls felt heavier than a goddamn cinderblock, and it was a surprise they didn’t drag my ass to the fucking floor. I wondered if she knew how badly I needed more, and she was taking joy in edging me. By the look in her eye, my guess was correct. McKenna was torture in itself.
Her hand moved to cup my cheek, and she cocked her head to the side before sliding her fingers into my hair and tugging it, angling my neck back. “Stick your tongue out.”
Parting my lips wider, I obliged, sticking it out as far as I could. Then she leaned forward slightly and puckered her lips. Her tongue appeared, her pink gum on the tip of it, and then she let it fall. Directly. Into. My. Mouth.
It hit my tongue, rolling until it hit my throat. Her fingers tightened in my hair, and a blazing inferno lit her gaze. “Now swallow like a good boy.”
Without even closing my mouth, I swallowed. The gumwasn’t enough, but fuck did it make my dick twitch. “I want more of you.”
She arched a brow at the same time her thighs pressed together slightly. I wanted so badly to pry them apart and fuck her with my tongue, but that would come. I had to have patience, as difficult as it was becoming.
“Spit in my mouth, baby.”
She ran her fingers along my jaw, her other hand still gripping my hair. “What do good boys say?”
“Please.”
Her lashes fluttered, signaling her slipping control. I’d have my way soon.
I opened my mouth again, eager for her sweet taste. Then she parted her plump lips and let a ball of saliva drop onto my waiting tongue. I whimpered, closing my lips together to savor her as I swallowed. The moment was short lived, though, as she yanked on my hair and brought my face between her legs. I didn’t need instruction to know what she wanted, so I let my tongue slip out and take over.
She held me so tightly to her pussy that I wished it’d suffocate me. Dying between her legs would be a fucking gift. But not before I made her come. That was my one fucking goal.
I lapped up the wetness dripping from her center before I pressed my lips to her clit and sucked it into my mouth. I flicked the tip of my tongue against the swollen bud, her thighs jerking with the sensation, and I moaned against her. My teeth grazed her clit, and then I released it with apopand pressed a gentle kiss to it.
Her hold on my hair started to waver, so I landed a sharp smack on her ass, pulling her back into focus. Nowwasn’t the time for her to grow weak, despite knowing how tired she was before this. She had her control and she needed to fucking use it, because once her release leaked from her pussy and onto my awaiting tongue, it’d be my turn, and I wouldn’t hold back.
Swirling, sucking, licking, and fucking her with only my mouth, she released a whimper and leaned into me, her knees hitting my shoulders.
To hell with this position.
Snaking my arms between her legs, I hefted her up so her legs were over my shoulders and draped down my back. She let out a squeak, gripping my head as I stood. All the while, my mouth never left her pussy. I was too starved to lose even a second of this.
“Austin! I’ll fall!” she squealed.
I turned, remembering where the glass shower door was. Beside it was a glass panel that I pressed her back to.
Reluctantly parting my mouth from her, I said, “I’d never let you fall. Hold on to the metal bar up there. Or me. I don’t care. But I’m fucking busy, McKenna.”
I didn’t wait for her snarky response as I wrapped my lips around her clit once more and sucked her like she was the sweetest fucking lollipop on the goddamn planet. I wanted to fuck her so bad, but the need warred with my desire to taste her until the end of my days. If she never let me near her like this again, I needed to savor this while I could.
With both her hands fisted in my hair, she held on tight, her hips making small movements as she ground against my mouth. As I moved to spear her entrance with my tongue, she let out a breathy moan, and I nearly fucking melted.
“God, your tongue—” she started.
