Page 16 of Quintessentially

She peers up through her lashes and smiles. “I want to make it better. For tonight, can we only think about each other?”

I nod as she licks her lips before dropping to her knees on the scratchy hay. With one sexy look up at me through her lashes, she opens her mouth to take me in.

Shit.

There is no one else in the world, no world beyond this hayloft.

My entire body ignites as Kandace swirls her tongue around the tip and runs her hands up and down my rock-hard shaft. My balls grow tight and my thighs tense as I begin to rock with her. I never felt as right with anyone as I do with Kandace Sheers.

Though I try to pull away as the heat within me builds, Kandace won’t let our connection break, taking all I have to give. After the best fucking blow job of my life, I kick off my shoes, pants, and boxers, and kneel in front of her, our noses nearly touching as we stare at one another.

Our breaths come fast as my chest presses against her breasts. Skirting my touch over her arms, I marvel at the softness of her skin. Our lips come together with a hunger that could never be satisfied with the food back at the church. It’s as if I can’t get enough of her.

Kandace isn’t only beautiful with her lips bruised by my kisses, for there is more to her, a goodness within her that radiates through her smile, her laugh, and her words.

As I lay Kandace back on the hay and take my place between her legs, I have a momentary thought, one of her and me with a future. It seems that being with her is where fate keeps bringing me.

The daydream is interrupted by thoughts I don’t want to entertain. I push them away—my mother and father and their ideals for a future in the world of success that doesn’t include a connection with Riverbend, even if that’s where my father’s roots are planted.

Sitting back on my knees, I take in Kandace’s curves lain out before me. Maybe it is because we took this road together, but I love how open she is. There’s no shyness or uncomfortableness. It’s just us. Running my finger through her folds, I make sure she’s wet. A smile curls my lips as she bucks at my invasion. “You’re soaked.”

“The blow job turned me on.”

“Note to self…start with a blow job.”

Kandace giggles.

Leaning over her, I line myself up with her core and watch her expression as I slowly move inside her. Her eyes are on me as her lips open. Sounds come from her lips that range from desire to pleasure.

“You feel so good.” My rhythm slows as her core squeezes me.

“Don’t go slow, Dax.”

Driving deep, I marvel at the way her pussy contracts. Like a fucking vise, she holds me, and her noises grow louder. As with everything else about Kandace, her sounds are real. I flash back to thoughts of our first time. It wasn’t the fireworks that others claim. At the time, I wished I was more experienced to make it better for her, and at the same time, there was magic in sharing our first with one another.

We didn’t give up.

Each time with Kandace is better than the last.

As her hands grip my shoulders, I lift her legs over my arms, giving me the best view as I thrust in and out. What we’re doing is another first, the first time I’ve had sex without a condom.

The skin on skin is everything, the way I slide inside and the way her essence coats my cock. I’ve never been so turned on, so hot, as if fire is burning within me. My thrusts come faster as despite the cool storm, my skin covers in perspiration.

It doesn’t take long until her fingernails grip my skin as her legs tense.

“Oh God, Dax.”

“You’re fucking beautiful.”

“I-I-I…”

Her core contracts around me as she calls my name.

“I’m not stopping.”

Kandace’s smile grows. “We’re not limited to the number of condoms.”

“Oh, Kandace, we have a long night ahead.”

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