Page 33 of An Unexpected Everything
“First, I did see the single gray hair, and oh my God, it just makes you look hotter. It’s not fair with men. And my boobs aren’t as high and tight as they used to be.”
“We’re just going to have to be the judge of that.” I tugged on her dress, and we were both laughing, the tone shifting ever so slightly as we tossed her dress over her head, and I undid her bra with ease.
She lifted a brow at that, but I just shrugged before pulling my Henley off in one movement and staring down at her breasts.
“I think you need to look in the mirror more often.” I leaned forward, cupping her breasts with both hands, running my thumb along her nipples. “I’ve dreamed about these for years. Do you see how they overfill my hands? You’re so fucking beautiful, Bella. You haunt me.”
She blinked up at me, her hands still on my hips. “You say the strangest and yet most beautiful things.”
“I wasn’t saying much with my mouth on your pussy just now.”
Blushing, she shook her head. “You were always a dirty talker.”
I slid my thumb between her lips, loving the way her eyes darkened. “And I always knew how to shut you up.”
She rolled her eyes again, and I laughed before using my free hand to undo the button of my jeans. She immediately slid my zipper down, then reached into my boxer briefs.
Her small hand around my cock nearly sent me over the edge, and I groaned.
“I want those lips on my cock. Can you do that? Can you take me?”
She nodded hard, her throat working as she swallowed before she took me fully out of my boxer briefs and leaned forward.
“You kept the piercing,” she whispered.
“You always liked it.” Not all women that I had been with liked it. Some of them had actually been repulsed. They didn’t matter. Nobody had mattered but Bella. But it wasn’t like I could bring that up in this moment. Nobody needed to hear about the people they had been with in between. And fuck, now I was thinking about the people Bella had been with in those eight years, and I wanted to rip them limb from limb.
I had a fucking problem.
Before I could say anything stupid though, Bella’s head lowered, and she swallowed the tip of my dick. I groaned, one hand on her hair, wrapping it around my fist, the other playing with her breast.
“That’s it, Bella. Take me.”
I moved my hips, going deeper, and she relaxed her throat, taking me.
Bella had always been good at blowjobs. It had been one of our favorite things. Lying on our sides, me having my breakfast the exact way that I needed, fingers in her pussy and her ass as I licked every ounce of her, with my cock buried deep in Bella’s mouth as she took me.
I still dreamed about that, waking up with either a hard on or nearly ready to blow.
I had hated the fact that Bella could still do that to me from so far away when she was just a memory. But now she wasn’t a memory anymore.
So I moved forward, taking her mouth as she looked up at me, eyes wide and tearing up. I moved my hand from her breast to wipe a single tear falling down her cheek. I froze my hips.
“Too much?”
She pulled away, and I let her. “No. I like it. I promise.”
I tapped the tip of my cock and piercing against her lips, frowning. “Are you sure?” I asked.
In answer she took me again, and I just grinned as I fucked her mouth, slowly at first then harder. I leaned forward, going deeper as I used my hand to fuck her with two fingers again, spearing her hard and fast. When she scraped her teeth down my length, I pulled my fingers out and slapped her pussy hard. She pinkened, her whole body shivering, and I knew she had done it for that exact purpose. So I speared her with three fingers and kept moving. When she came again, clamping around my cock, I swallowed hard and pulled back, knowing I was close.
“Weston,” she whispered, falling back onto the bed.
“I want to come inside you, not down that beautiful throat of yours.” I crawled over her, my dick wet from her lips and leaving a trail on her stomach as I crushed my mouth to hers. She wrapped her body around me, holding me tight as I just explored her mouth, kissing her as if this was our last moment on earth.
I had missed this so much, this moment, her taste. And I couldn’t help but take my time to explore her even though I was so on edge I was ready to rut on her and come in an instant.
While she writhed under me, I reached for my wallet and pulled out a condom.
