Page 43 of Terms + Conditions
She’s close, I can feel it. Feel the way her body winds up around my fingers, milking them; feel the way her body vibrates with each stroke of my palm on the bundle of nerves between her legs. Without warning, I pull my hand from her and bring my fingers to my mouth. Her eyes meet mine as I stick my index and middle finger in my mouth.
Fuck.
I moan, she tastes so good. I smile when I pull my fingers from my mouth and kiss her, plying her mouth open and stroking her tongue so she can taste herself. “You taste better than I thought, baby.”
She whines against my lips.
“Soon, Sugar.” I nip her bottom lip and slip my fingers back inside her. I crook my fingers to find the spot that will make her come and let my palm rub against her clit to create the perfect storm.
I push the fabric of her bra to the side and take one of her hardened nipples into my mouth. She practically jumps off the bed when my teeth graze the sensitive bud. Her body vibrates, and my name falls from her lips, she’s so close to the edge…I hum against the soft flesh of her breast and suckle on her nipple.
“Come for me, Sugar,” I whisper against her chest before biting her nipple, and she does. She tries to pull away from my assault on the sensitive bud between her legs, but I don’t give in just yet. Her voice wavers under the pressure when she criesout my name. Without hesitation, I pull her underwear down her legs before tossing the cloth aside. I kiss her stomach and settle between her legs, resting them over my shoulders.
She gasps when I blow a small puff of air against her entrance before I lick one stripe up her center. Manicured fingers dig into my hair, twisting and pulling with each lick that follows. When she tries to pull away from me, I wrap my arms around her thighs and hold her still. A string of expletives and moans of pleasure fill the air around us, and when I push one finger inside her alongside my tongue, the sound she makes is heavenly.
Our eyes meet briefly before I push another finger inside, and my teeth scrape across her clit. Her head falls back, her mouth agape, and her hips buck against me.
“Baby,” she moans. I can barely hear her, but the word sends a jolt to my dick.
Never has she used a term of endearment, not even when we gave dating a real try. Nothing outside of the occasional “hun” that’s required in front of the family because calling me Josh or Joshua twenty-four-seven might raise a red flag or two.
“Baby, please,” she gasps. She bucks against my mouth again, and I curl my fingers to reach the spot that will send her spiraling. My left hand reaches to massage her breast, teasing her nipple. One more suckle on the small bud of nerves, and she comes on my tongue. I moan against her, the taste of her sweet as she tugs harder on the ends of my hair.
Her chest continues to rise and fall with each breath. I push my shorts down my legs, lining myself up with her entrance.
“Look at me, Sugar,” I command, and when her dazed eyes meet mine, she smiles. “You sure ‘bout this?”
She nods, and I push inside of her slowly, letting her adjust the whole way until I’m seated fully inside her. “Fuck,” I hiss. “You feel so fucking good.”
“Shit,” she gasps.
Fuck, she’s tight. Between coming twice already and being a virgin, her walls clench my dick with no remorse.
I pull out almost all the way and push back in slowly, starting to build a good pace. Fuck, she's so wet, so tight, and she takes me so good. If she keeps making noises like that, I’m not going to fucking last.
She reaches between us to play with her clit, and if she was close to the edge, she’s one foot off now. Her right hand rakes down my bicep, nails digging into my skin when I lift her left leg over my shoulder, and with each thrust, I’m starting to lose control.
“Baby,” she whimpers, eyes screwed shut.
“You wanna come on this dick, Sugar?”
She nods.
“Hold it,” I command, and she cries. “Hold it, Sugar.”
I slow my movements, pulling all the way out and pushing back in, maintaining an excruciatingly slow pace. Once, twice, three times. “Feel good?”
She whimpers. I pull out once more and wait a moment before I say, “Come.”
As I push back in, her body spasms beneath me, her muscles clenching my cock, milking it as I continue to fuck her. I lift her hips and begin to drive harder into her until I come.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
THEN
November 2018
SO, THINGS DIDN’T EXACTLY go as planned. I was supposed to propose on Thanksgiving with the entire family there, but the universe had other plans. Michaela and Dad came down with a nasty stomach bug, Nick wasn’t in the mood to spend the holiday with the Villa family, and Alex got stuck in Boston. Brina told me to do it anyway; everyone would understand, but I refused. I wanted everyone to be there when I popped the question…again.
