Page 26 of The Heartbreaker
Her hands flattened against my head as I sucked her clit into my mouth, holding the back with my teeth and flicking the very end. I didn’t need to add a third finger. Two was enough for her body and plenty to push her toward the peak.
A peak that was coming on strong, her stomach still, her thighs frozen—until they weren’t. And when that happened,spasms shook both parts of her body, her screams the only thing I could hear.
What a sound that was.
What a sight.
What a feel, especially as my teeth released her and her pussy turned even wetter.
“Fuck! Me!” She was grinding against my mouth, using my head for balance, her wet hair a curtain as she stared down at me, her expression showing that she couldn’t believe what she was feeling.
If she only knew … this was just the beginning. I wasn’t just a man dreaming about tomorrow. I was a man dreaming about doing this day after day after day.
Feasting on a pussy like this would be enough for me.
“I can’t … breathe.” Her eyes closed. “Ridge, shit!”
Even though she was on her way down and I’d slowed, my movements were still strong, lightening a little more with each pass, waiting for her stillness as the signal to stop.
When I got it, I gave her a final lick, making sure I caught every drop of her cum on my tongue before I rose to my feet. “Addy, your pussy—it’s fucking beautiful.”
She gazed at me like she was in awe. “You …”
I smiled, thumbing her off my lips. “What about me?”
“When I come up with the right words, I’ll blurt them out. But right now, I think you’ve licked the sense out of me.”
I chuckled. “That’s fair.” I grabbed the condom from the shelf and tore off the corner, returning the foil next to the shampoo and holding the latex.
“Are we getting out?” she asked.
“Hell no.”
She skimmed her bottom lip with her teeth. “Good, because it’s my turn.” She held my hand and walked me over to thebench, where she took a seat, facing me, and aimed the tip of my cock to her mouth.
“Yes,” I rumbled. “I like how you think.”
“It’s only fair to know how you taste too.”
Her eyes widened as she took in my crown, her hand circling the bottom of my shaft, pumping toward the middle while she lowered.
“Yes,” I whistled again. “Just like that.”
I didn’t need to guide her; she knew what she was doing. What speed to use, how much tongue to press against me, how far she could go before she gagged. But I still held the side of her face, encouraging deepness and a faster tempo.
“Addy …”
My balls were already fucking tingling. That was how good she was, bobbing to the center, suctioning her lips as though she was trying to force me to empty myself.
If she wasn’t careful, that would happen.
But coming in her mouth wasn’t the way I wanted to get off—at least not right away.
So, after a few more dives, I popped my dick out and rolled the condom over my tip and down my base until it wouldn’t go any further. Once my hand was free, I lifted her, holding her in my arms, leaning her back against one of the walls of the shower, and I positioned her over my tip.
“You make me feel weightless.” Her fingers found my shoulders.
“That’s because you are.” My tip pushed into her wetness, and I inched my way in, slowly allowing her to get used to my size before I hit her with any power, breathing through the desire of taking her all at once. There wasn’t any rush—I needed to remember that. There was just nothing that felt like her. “Fuck, you’re even tighter than I thought.”
