Page 98 of Beneath the Stars (Sugarlake 1)

Her mouth pops off me and I moan in protest.

“Give it to me,” she rasps, swallowing me down her throat again. She isn’t using her hands, but she doesn’t need to because her mouth is perfection. Nobody has ever been able to take me as deep as she does.

Her words, coupled with the sight of her cheeks hollowing as she sucks is all it takes.

My cock jerks and throbs, shooting into her mouth. The fear of veering us off the road makes my blood pump and heightens the sensation. I grip the steering wheel tight with one hand, my other still tangled in her hair. Her tongue massages the underside of my cock, milking me for every drop.

She releases me, tucking me back into my jeans and leaving a kiss on top of the fabric. She sits back, her eyes sparkling. Somehow, I’ve made it to my driveway.

“Jesus, Goldi.” My chest is heaving, my brain trying to crawl out of the fog.

She wipes the corner of her lip, sucking her thumb into her mouth and winking. “Yum.”

My cock twitches.

How the fuck did I think I could live without her?

She jumps out of the truck, sashaying that sweet ass all the way up to my front door. I hurry to meet her there, sweeping her into my arms. She squeals, locking her hands around my neck and laughing.

I smile down at her. “You are in so much trouble.”

I walk her inside and kick the door closed behind us.

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Chase

The blood still hasn’t redistributed to all of my limbs. The second I kick the door shut, Goldi is on me again, shoving her tongue in my mouth and rubbing herself on my dick. I stumble my way to the kitchen, setting her on the island that overlooks the living room. My hands grip her thighs and I’m between her legs, lost in her taste. I just came down her throat, and somehow I’m hard again.

I break my lips away. “I really do have dessert for us.”

My eyes are drawn to her tits as they rise and fall with her heavy breaths. I want to tear her shirt off and see how long it takes to make her come from sucking her nipples. Fuck. Keep it together.

“Do you want dessert? Chocolate. It’s chocolate. Cake,” I stutter.

Her hand slides up my torso until she wraps it around my neck, tugging my face to hers. Our lips brush. “I kind of had somethin’ else in mind.”

She nips my bottom lip with her teeth and pulls away, but I grip her face in my hands and bring her back. She tastes so good.

“Oh yeah? What’s that?” I manage to ask in between kisses.

Her skirt is bunched around her hips, and she presses herself against my hard-on. She looks at me from under her lashes. “Take me to your bedroom and I’d be happy to show you. This is somethin’ that’s a bit better if demonstrated.”

My heart slams against my ribcage.

I lift her from the counter, wrapping her legs around my waist, my cock hard and thick against her. She starts sucking on my neck and holy shit, I need to get us to a bedroom—any bedroom, as fast as possible. I briefly think about throwing her against the wall and fucking her in the hallway, but I don’t want that for our first time. My legs move fast, rushing us into my room. I drop her to the bed, my body covering hers. Immediately she starts grinding against me. She’s aggressive as hell, and while it’s the biggest turn-on of my life, I want to slow this down.

Savor her.

Take my time.

Commit every touch to memory.

I unwrap her arms from around me and stand up, gazing down at her in awe. My stomach somersaults, my nerves lighting up. I’ve been waiting to have her like this for so long. So fucking long.

Her leg extends, trying to wrap around my waist and pull me back.

I grab her ankle in my hand and kiss her silky skin. “Slow down, baby. We have all night.”

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