Page 105 of Unexpected Kisses

His eyes dart between mine and a sensual smile forms on his face. “I need more than that, Cupcake.”

I eagerly move forward, careful of his leg, and wrap my arms around his torso to cup his shoulders, as I show him how much I love him. Expressing my sorrow and begging for his forgiveness. Our tongues tangle while our teeth clash, and I whimper into his mouth when I feel his cock growing between us, pressing against my soft stomach. I can’t believe that after all he’s been through, he’s getting hard. I pull far enough away to study his face, my eyes cataloging his features. “How are you feeling today?”

I watch him closely as he takes a moment. “I feel fine. Still a bit of a headache, but Doctor Fieldman warned me about that. My leg aches, but not enough to stop me from coming to you when you need me.” His voice has dropped low as he strokes my hair away from my face.

My heart pounds in a heavy rhythm at his subtle seduction. I carefully guide him to sit on the ledge at the end of the shower and then lower to my knees in front of him, ensuring I don’t bump his broken leg. His hands automatically cup each breast and his thumbs swipe across the sensitive nubs, his carnal gaze watching the movement.

“You have the most gorgeous breasts.” His gaze flicks up to mine momentarily before dropping back. “So full and lush.” He lowers his head, sucking one nipple into his mouth, while he plucks and rolls the other between his deft fingers. I moan. The feel of his warm tongue swirling around the hard bud sends an electrical pulse straight to my clit. My boobs are always sensitive to attention, but this is unreal. Not having AJ’s hands on me for the last two weeks has made me more sensitive than normal. I hum my pleasure, reaching up to slide my fingers through the short strands of his hair, avoiding his stitches. He switches over, paying the same attention to my other boob, and I finally come to my senses enough to remember why I’m on my knees in front of him.

Using my hold on his hair, I pull his head away and meet his lustful gaze. “There’s something I wanted to do.” I press my lips to his roughly and then kiss my way along his jawline to his ear. “You make me feel so good, let me do this for you.” I nip his lobe and then trail my fingers down his torso, following with my mouth. Kissing, sucking, and licking my way to his gorgeous thick cock. “I love your body. But mostly, I loveyou.”

“Ditto, Cupcake.”

He squeezes my left breast and I tease the tip of his cock, swirling my tongue around it like I’m licking my favorite lollipop before wrapping my hand around the engorged length to stroke him.

I move closer until AJ’s shaft is flush between my breasts, then press them together, surrounding his length. When I look up at AJ’s face, the heat in his lidded gaze steals my breath. I slide up and down the length, squeezing my breasts tight and when the tip of his cock slides out from between the tight space, I dip down to press a kiss to the crown. AJ’s harsh whispered, “fuck” makes me smile.

He reverently cups my face, tilting it up to his. “You’re so damn beautiful.” He crushes his mouth to mine in a rough, messy kiss, and I lose my momentum for a moment. When we pull away, I release my boobs and wrap my hand around his hot length and slide it partway into my mouth, swirling around the tip with my tongue.

His hands find my hair and he grasps a handful at the roots, pulling me away from his dick. “You don’t have to do this, Cupcake.”

I smile at him. “I know. I want to. Ineedto.” I implore him with my eyes and as his eyes dart between mine, he nods slowly.

“Okay.” He guides my mouth back to his shaft and this time I don’t mess around. I take him all the way to the back of my throat and his hips jolt upward. “Fuuuck!” he groans. “You’re so good at taking my cock. Do you like having my thick cock in your mouth? Does it make you wet?” It’s my turn to moan at his filthy words. “Fuck. Do that again.” He raises his hips as I moan around his shaft and I relish in the tiny bit of pain he causes as he tightens his hold on my hair.

Rubbing my thighs together, I bob up and down his length, wrapping my hand around the base to ensure I’ve got as much of him covered as I can. The hand that’s not holding onto my hair returns to my breast as he massages the globe and pays attention to my nipple—pinching and plucking it until it’s sharp enough to cut glass. AJ’s hips thrust gently into my mouth as he uses his hold on my hair to move me how he wants. I lift my gaze to his face and the sheer masculinity that greets me is breathtaking. The veins in his neck are protruding as his heated gaze watches his cock slide in and out of my mouth. My heart hammers sending my blood thrumming through my veins.

“Take it deeper, Cupcake, and swallow when you can’t go any further. I fucking love watching my dick disappear between your sweet lips.” I drop my hand between my legs and circle my fingers around my aching clit needing relief. Nothing’s as good as AJ’s touch, though, but this will have to do. His eyes drop lower, watching me work myself over and he groans, tugging on my hair to speed up my movements. He presses his pelvis closer to my face and pauses as his thickness grows in my mouth. “Do you want to taste it?”

I nod the best I can with a mouth full of his dick. He throbs in my mouth, growing to take up all of the available space. His mouth drops open with a groan and his release hits the back of my throat. My clit pulses and my body tingles as I detonate, sending me skyrocketing into bliss.

AJ’s head bangs against the tiled wall and I quickly snap my focus back to him. Sliding his softening cock out of my mouth, I swallow his orgasm. “Are you okay? You shouldn’t be banging your head against the tile; you’ve got stitches and the tail end of a concussion.” I shake my head and stand on jelly legs, feeling slightly dizzy with the rush of blood that just went to my clit. “I can’t believe I did that in the shower. How damn stupid am I? I put you at risk.” My drunken lust haze dissipates quickly.

Spinning to turn off the faucets, I help AJ stand and climb out of the shower. “Calm down, Cupcake. I’m thinking that was exactly what the doctor ordered. I feel great.”

I playfully hit his pec as I return to him with a towel to dry him off. “I bet. But that probably wasn’t a good idea for your head injury.”

“I dunno. While all the blood was rushing to my cock, my head wasn’t pounding so much.”

I furrow my brows and narrow my eyes. “How bad is your headache?”

He softens his voice, regarding my face closely. “I’m okay. Stop worrying. That blow job made me feel amazing.” AJ’s lips tip up cheekily and I relax a little. “Now let’s go back to bed so you can sit on my face.”

“That’s not even funny.” I can’t believe this guy.

“Remember, you’re not supposed to argue with the invalid,” he taunts.

I roll my eyes heavenward. “I’m not sitting on your face when you have fifteen stitches in your head and you’re recovering from a concussion.”

“That sounded like you said you don’t love me.” He pouts. He’s genuinely pouting at me like a five-year-old child.

“What the hell? No, I didn’t. I’m not sitting on your facebecauseI love you. You’re supposed to be taking it easy.” I bend down to remove the waterproof cast carefully as he holds onto the vanity, his semi-hard cock right in my face. I kiss it, then stand.

“You can’t tease me like that, Sarah.”

“Of course I can.” I lead him into the bedroom and sit him on the edge of the bed and then do my best to help him dress. He’s not helping at all. “Can you help me out a little here? Please.”

“Nope. I don’t wanna get dressed. I want you to fuck my face.”

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