Page 75 of Deal Breaker
“Take your clothes off, Landyn. Nice and slow while I watch you.”
She takes a few steps backward, closer to the bed, her brown eyes glued to mine the entire time. I watch her hands reach around to find the clasp of her bra, teasing me as the straps fall from her shoulders. When the lace drops to the floor, I lick my lips in anticipation. Landyn’s tits are fucking perfect. I remember how her nipples would harden when I sucked on them, how she would moan, her head falling back when I nipped them with my teeth. I remember everything she likes. I’m hard as hell when her fingers slip under the lace around her hips, and she lowers her panties to the ground.
“Fucking perfect,” I murmur. “I remember every inch of you, Lan.”
“You really haven’t forgotten?”
I reach for her, brushing the tips of my fingers over her hips. “There hasn’t been a day since you left that I haven’t pictured you in my mind.”
She smiles against my mouth then she pulls back, her eyes filled with heat and something that feels a hell of a lot like trust.
I reach for the button on my jeans only for her to swat my hand away.
“Let me,” she says dropping to her knees, tracing the line of hair leading from my belly button to my cock until her fingers reach the waistband of my pants. She flicks open the button then slowly unzips the fly. She pushes my pants and my briefs over my hips to the floor, leaving me bare whenmy cock springs free. Her eyes move over me slowly, like she’s memorizing me again, and I swear I feel it in every nerve ending.
I cup her jaw. “Are you okay?”
She nods, just the slightest movement of her head, and a small smile tips her lips. “I think I forgot how big you are,” she breathes, her voice trembling with awe as her gaze drags over my cock. “You just… took my breath away. It’s my turn to make you feel good.”
“Fuck, baby. You look so beautiful on your knees for me.” I run my hand through her hair, my muscles coiled tight in anticipation waiting for her mouth. “I can only imagine how good you’re going to look with my cock in your mouth.”
“I’ve never stopped wanting you,” she says, wrapping her hand around my shaft, and I groan, loud and guttural, as her mouth follows.
“Fuck,” I hiss, my hand tangling in her hair as her lips close around the head of my cock, tongue swirling, teasing. “Goddamn, Landyn. You’re gonna kill me.”
She hums around me, and I swear I see stars. She’s slow and deliberate, taking her time, teasing just the crown with her tongue, sucking me in inch by inch, looking up at me with eyes that make me want to wreck her.
“You have no idea what you’re doing to me,” I growl, straining to stay still, my legs already trembling.
She moans again, sending another jolt straight through me, swirling her tongue around the head. Then she teases me, licking slow paths up and down my shaft, cupping my balls, before she sucks me to the back of her throat.
“You’re gonna make me come down your throat if you keep sucking me like that.” I warn her.
She doesn’t stop. She doesn’t slow down. She continuesto work me with her mouth while she jacks me off at the base with one hand and lightly dusts the skin of my balls with the other.
I try to focus on not coming but when she looks up at me, her mouth full of my cock, all I can do is hold her head in place and rock my hips into her mouth. I’m so damn close, I can feel the tip hit the back of her throat, but I want to be inside her too damn badly to come now.
I can’t take much more. I pull her off gently, her lips glistening, cheeks flushed.
“Get up here,” I say roughly, grabbing her and carrying her to the bed.
Her head falls back against the pillow while I crawl over her, burying my face into her neck. Her eyes close right before I kiss her—hot and deep, with years of ache poured into every stroke of my tongue against hers. She melts into me, hands gripping my shoulders, pulling me in like she needs me just as badly.
“You’re perfect.” I grind against her, my cock thick and heavy between us, rubbing against her wetness as I kiss her again, slow this time, knowing we have all night.
I take my time pressing kisses to her jaw, down her throat until I reach her two perfect tits. I pinch her nipples with my fingers before sucking both stiff peaks into my mouth. I grow painfully harder, if that’s even possible, listening to every mewl and moan that leaves her mouth.
“I need you inside of me,” she pants.
Fuck, those are words I never thought I’d hear from her again. But not yet. First, I need to make her come with my tongue.
I work my way down her stomach, slow and hungry, kissing a trail over her skin as I go. Her thighs are alreadytrembling just from the anticipation, her skin so fucking sensitive. I need to pause and grip the base of my dick to stop myself from coming at just thought of tasting her again. When I get my shit together, I hold her legs down, spreading her wide.
She moans when I settle between her legs and press my mouth to her center like I’ve been starving for it because I have. I groan against her as I taste her, one hand spreading her open, the other gripping her hip so she can’t move, can’t escape the way I devour her.
“Fuck, June,” I rasp between licks. “You taste so fucking good.”
Her fingers sink into my hair, back arching as I suck her clit into my mouth, then lick her long and slow before doing it all over again. I work her with my tongue and lips, teasing until she’s writhing and breathless, whispering my name like a prayer. Her thighs tense around me, and I know she’s close.
