Page 97 of My Sweetest Obsession
There’s nothing rushed about tonight.
There won’t be anything rushed again between us unless we want it to be because things have finally started to settle into place.
It may not be how we imagined the future would look when we met for the first time—or should I say when she thought we met for the first time—on that dark and stormy night when her world had fallen so completely apart. But it’s the future we have, the one we have to accept and live with or we’ll be swallowed whole by the black hole of pain we’ve been stuck in due to the past.
Her hips start to roll as I suck her clit between my lips and pulse in time with my finger. She whimpers, her hands clinging to the comforter even tighter. Every muscle of her body trembles and tenses, and then she’s coming on a silent cry.
Her breath hitching.
Her body convulsing.
Her pussy grinding against my face, thighs clamping around my head and twisting slightly.
And I drink her all down every last drop, dragging my tongue over her and probing in so I don’t waste even a single taste.
When she finally sags down onto the bed, I slide up and lean over her again to see her darkened cheeks that I imagine are a brilliant shade of pink or maybe even red at this point.
A grin pulls in my mouth. “Fucking beautiful…”
The words come out on a low growl, and I press my hard cock, still encased in my jeans, against her slick core.
She groans, her head lolling back and her hips moving against my length.
Her eyes flutter open and she looks up at me, the tiniest grin playing at her lips. “I have to get off my back.”
I nod and slowly slide my hands under her to help her sit up.
She braces herself up on the edge of the bed, and I step back and reach for the zipper of my jeans. Her eyes never leave me the entire time as I lower it, then slide the denim down, and pull them off, tossing them with the rest of our clothes.
Her bottom lip disappears under her teeth as her eyes zero in on my cock in a way that makes pre-cum leak from the head of it.
“If you keep looking at me like that, Ivy, I won’t last very long.”
Her gaze flicks up to meet mine and she releases her lip, grinning.
I kneel in front of her, gripping her chin in my fingers. “I’ve told you before how often I fantasized about you taking my cock between these lips.” My thumb glides across the bottom one that still bears the imprint of her teeth. “And coming down your throat.” I glide my hand down there and hold her. She swallows against it, the motion enough to make my dick jump thinking about feeling that motion along it. “But not right now. Later. After I’ve made you come at least two more times.”
She issues a little whimper at my promise and lets me tug her up from the bed and into my arms. I kiss her as I walk her backward until her shoulders hit the wall behind her near the windows.
“Turn around and put your hands flat against that wall.”
Her eyes flare, but she nods and turns, placing her palms as I instructed and looking at me over her left shoulder.
Thick, dark hair spills down her back, and I trail my fingers through it as I drop to my knees behind her and drag my mouth across her lower back and her ass.
I kiss every inch of her I can reach until her body quivers again, and I slide my hand up between her legs, finding her slick both with her release and her continued arousal. “You’re ready for me?”
She nods, her hooded gaze burning with the same desire coursing through my veins, and I push up and grasp her hips, tugging them back until she’s bent forward enough to give me perfect access to her.
With her ass in the air like this, offering herself to me, it might be the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen in my life. And I commit it to memory so I can paint this exact moment in time forever.
I slide my right hand around her stomach to help hold her steady and support her and use my left to guide my cock to her slick core. She groans as I drag it through her wetness, coating myself completely, and I push in on one torturously slow thrust.
Bloody hell…
Her tight cunt grips me, and her eyes roll back in her head, her mouth falling open in a silent gasp as I’m seated fully inside her.
“Fuck…” My groan tumbles from my lips against her ear, and she releases a heavy breath as if she’s been holding it. “You good?”
