Page 66 of Every Bit As Perfect
“Excellent.”
Dragging his hand through my slit, he painted my nipples with my wet.
And licked it off.
“I’m going to die,” I muttered.
Slap.
My eyes bugged out.“Did you just slap my pussy?”
Slap.
I pressed my lips together tightly.
“Better,” he grunted, dipping his head to suck my taste off my nipples.
Back and forth he went, stopping only to gather more wet from my aching core.
Beside myself with pleasure, I couldn’t remember what words I was allowed to say.I hazarded a guess.“Please.”
“Please what, Harley?”
This was a trick question.
He dipped his finger inside me, and my hips lifted off the bed, striving to take him deeper.
“Please, Daire.”
Bringing his fingers to his mouth, he sucked them inside.
My pussy clenched on nothing.I needed filling.“Please, fuck me, Daire.”
“Perfect.”He climbed off the bed, fished a condom out of his pocket, and shed his jeans.
Taking his time, he let his eyes roam all over my body while he slowly rolled the condom down his length.
I’d never wanted anything so bad in all my life.“Please…” I wanted to say ‘hurry’ but couldn’t remember if it was on the list.“Faster!”I blurted.That word was allowed.
With one knee to the bed, he crawled up between my thighs, and notched himself at my entrance before aligning his chest with mine.
Clamping his hand around my hip, he pressed me into the mattress, stilling my movements.
Pulling my wrists down so my arms looped around his neck, he lifted himself up onto his hands.“No going back now, okay Harley?I’m not in this for a broken heart at the end.”
I swallowed.
What were the chances I wouldn’t ever want him?
Slim?
Ha.
None.
I could promise not to break his heart, it was mine that was in danger.
“No broken heart,” I promised.
