Page 36 of Second Chances
He didn’t make her wait this time; this time was for her. His mouth pleasured her, bringing her up and over the edge of her orgasm. Beth screamed his name at her release, hips undulating against his mouth as he rode her climax out, tasting the pleasure he had given her.
When her body finally relaxed, completely sated against the couch, he stood up over her and pulled the band off her wrists, helping her arms back down to her sides as her eyelids just started to flutter open. Her vision took a moment to bring Darcy into focus, standing in front of the couch, just looking at her.
I must look a sight - all flushed and wet.
Just as the thought crossed her mind to move her legs shut, he spoke.
“One day, I’m going to draw you like this. Sated and so fucking beautiful,” he said thickly, his voice deep with unfulfilled desire.
A wave of desire rolled through her, even though she had been certain that pleasure had momentarily numbed all of her senses. That’s when she saw his hands at the waistband of pants, glaringly taut over the strain of his erection. He efficiently undressed before her, wincing as he freed his erection from its confines, the display indicating how glaringly and painfully aroused he was.
Beth watched him through heavy lids as he shoved his pile of very-expensive-suit across the floor and stalked towards her. Standing between her legs, his gaze caught hers as it travelled up the length of his body, stopping appreciatively on his massive erection.
Not knowing where the thought or strength came from, Beth found herself pushing forward from the couch and capturing the head of his cock with her mouth. Pleasure seared through her at his sharp, surprised intake of breath and the subsequent enlargement of his member, if that was even still possible.
“Fuck, Beth,”he said harshly, shoving his fingers through her hair, grasping her head to push himself farther into her mouth.
When she felt him push all the way to the back of her throat, she swallowed deeply, relishing in the deep groan it elicited from him. He thrust into her mouth a few more times, allowing her to repeat her torture before pulling out quickly and completely.
“I need to be inside you when I come,” his explanation hoarse trying to restrain his overwhelming desire, “and you aren’t ready yet.”
What is he saying? I am so ready.
His smirk suggested that he knew what she had been thinking. She felt a burning ache coursing through her veins, pooling in her core, but that wasn’t enough. Darcy was about to explode and he wanted her right there with him.
Gripping her hips, Beth felt him turn her to lie on the couch as he knelt between her heads. Positioning his head between her thighs, he set his mouth against her clit. The bundle of nerves was already extremely tender from the previous two orgasms, Beth felt herself spasm against the couch at the first lick of his tongue.
She couldn’t take any more of this. She was ready.
“Darcy, please, I need you… inside…I can’t…” her stuttered whisper trailing off as his mouth teased and tormented her.
She felt him groan against her center as he felt her desire release from her aching passage. Everything around her faded into the background as her carried her dangerously close to the peak of release again. Just when she felt that she couldn’t hold it back any longer, his mouth released her and was replaced by the blunt head of his erection at her entrance. Immediately coated with her juices, he plunged fully inside of her.
It was too much!
Her head thrashed, her hips jerked - she felt her muscles clench around him as she ground her hips into his.
“Look at me.”
She heard his command, her eyes opening immediately - anything to reach her climax. Staring into the fire in his eyes, he gave her what she needed, thrusting rapidly inside of her.
“Now”he yelled.
She only saw his mouth begin move before their bodies succumbed to the pleasure of their orgasms. She screamed his name while her overly stimulated passage clenched vigorously around his pulsing erection, feeling the hot jet of his release coat her walls, lubricating them even more against his frantic thrusts.
Beth felt as though their climax lasted an hour, her body in a state of complete satiation and exhaustion when Darcy finally collapsed on top of her, his head resting on her chest. She sighed in contentment at the peace that came over the both of them.
“I love you,” she whispered softly.
“I love you, too.” She heard his deep response just as her mind trailed off into sleep.
Chapter Twelve
The smellof strong coffee roused Beth from her deep slumber the next morning. Opening her eyes, the first thing she saw was a breakfast tray sitting on the side of the bed where Darcy should be.
Wait, how did I get into bed?
Somehow she had made it into Darcy’s bed overnight. She’d been so exhausted from the stress (and then the exertion) of the evening that she must have not realized when he carried her in here. Pulling herself up to relax against the headboard, she secured the sheet around her naked chest and reached immediately for the steaming cup of Joe sitting on the tray.
