Page 32 of Coming Home

She stammers through it as she starts to move off me, but I can’t let her go. Instead, I flip her over onto her back. I need to let her go. She told me last night she trusts me, but her actions say different. If she trusted me, she’d tell me what she’s running from, but no matter how many times I ask, she tells me nothing.

“I know you were trying to help me… Is there something I can help you with?”

Before she can say anything, I position my leg between her thighs, lift my knee, and press into her pussy. She grinds her hips as she looks up at me in wonder. With a satisfied moan, she lifts her arms to my shoulders and holds on to me. “Yes.”

There’s something inside me that spirals. Her satisfied whimper echoes through my mind, and I want to hear it again. “I want to make you come, Ellie.”

Her blue eyes darken until they are almost navy in color. Desire tints her cheeks, and she nods her head. “Yes, I want that too.”

I start to pull away, and she makes a grab for me. “Where are you going?”

I smile because it’s like she doesn’t want to let me go. “I’m going to make you come… on my tongue. I want to taste you.”

She hesitantly looks at me. “Huddy…”

I lean down and press my lips to hers. It’s our first kiss, but instead of taking it slowly, I ravage her mouth, unable to get close enough. Our tongues slide against each other in a duel, and I tilt my head to the side to kiss her more deeply.

Her hands go around the back of my neck, and she holds me to her. I lift up and slide my hand down her leg and then up her shorts. I slide my hand into the leg of her panties, and she lifts up, opening her legs to me. I slide one finger through her wet, swollen slit and groan as her desire coats my finger. She’s soaked.

Unable to resist a minute longer, I slide down her body, put my hands at the waistband on her hips, and grunt at her, “Lift up.”

She does as I ask, and when she lifts up, I pull her shorts and underwear down her legs. One of her hands goes to her lower belly, and the other covers her pussy.

I place my hand over hers and cup her mound. “What do you think you’re doing?”

She looks around the room that is now bright with the sun shining through the curtains. “Uh, it’s too light in here.”

I nuzzle my nose against her belly. “I want to see you.” I kiss the hand that’s on her belly, and then I wrap my hand around the one that’s at the v of her legs and lift it up. First, I kiss the palm, and then I move down, fitting my shoulders between her legs.

“Huddy?”

Her hips are lifting up and then lowering down softly. She wants this.

“You going to let me taste you, baby?”

All at once, her body goes limp, and she lets her legs fall to the side. She may be shy, but she’s not going to deny she wants this. “Yes.”

I kiss her mound, and because I can’t wait another minute, I slide my tongue through her womanhood. Her hands grip the sheets on the bed, and her hips lift up, giving me better access. I’m relentless as I lap my tongue at her.

Her thrusts are frenzied, and I put my arm over her waist to hold her in place while I suck her clit into my mouth. The scream that comes out of her has me intensifying the pressure.

“Argh, don’t stop, Huddy. Please don’t stop.”

I change direction on her clit as I shake my head side to side. I push my finger into her and pump in and out. Her feet plant into the bed, and she jerks uncontrollably as the orgasm rolls through her body.

My cock is hard, and I thrust my hips into the bed. It’s an unbearable pain, but I’m not stopping until she’s completely come undone.

Her legs are around my neck, but I don’t stop. Over and over she comes, her pussy pulsating on my hand and her desire flooding from her.

I take her over the edge until she’s lying limp on the bed.

I lay my head on her belly and try to catch my breath. I count to ten and then silently recite the alphabet, doing anything I can to will my erection away.

I climb up her body and hover over top of her. She’s searching my face, and she reaches up and brushes her hand across my chin. With a crinkle of her nose, she says, “You have me on your beard.”

I shrug and nuzzle into her hand. “I like having you on me.”

She reaches for me then, her hand sliding down my side. “It’s your turn, Huddy.”

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