Page 37 of The Hallows Queen

A chuckle catches in my throat as I release the sensitive bud from my teeth and slide my tongue against it again. She falls over the edge of her climax with a shout, her hands slamming down on the concrete again as her back curls upwards and her legs squeeze my head until I can’t move.

She bucks against my face as she rides out her orgasm, cutting off my oxygen supply, so when her release subsides and her legs fall, her feet and ankles plopping into the pool, I gasp against her pussy to fill my lungs.

Pulling my fingers from her, I take a step backwards as my hands trail down her thighs. I stare between her open legs as she lies gasping on the edge of the pool, then reach out to push a finger inside her slowly.

She moans above me, her body staying lax as her chest rises and falls as she tries to catch her breath.

“Look at my cum dripping from you.” I pull my finger out, finding it covered in our mixed releases. Sliding it between my lips, I suck around it before I let it pop from my mouth. “We taste fucking amazing.”

Another deep moan escapes her, before she’s sitting up and grabbing my hand. “I want to taste.”

She slides the soaked digit into her mouth and swirls her tongue around it, moaning in her throat as her eyes drop closed.

My stomach clenches and my balls pull up as I watch her, and I slide my finger deeper into her mouth, tickling her throat until she gags.

I pull back, stroking my thumb over her lips. “God, you’re perfect.”

She laughs, sliding across the concrete and down into the pool, her breasts bouncing with the motion. I try to help her, but by the time I go to grab for her, she’s under the water and swimming between my legs, pushing off against the wall. I turn to watch her surface, and when her head and shoulders break through the water, she gasps.

I watch her, my back against the side of the pool, as she laughs and floats onto her back.

“Holy shit, look at the stars,” she whispers, just loud enough for me to hear her, and I crane my neck to look up at the sky.

The stars are glittering, the entire sky filled like they were placed there to guide us to this moment. I let oxygen fill my lungs and hold it, trying to listen to nothing at all.

When I hear Penelope laugh again, I blow out the breath I’m holding and look at her. She’s still floating on the surface of the pool, and it looks fucking ethereal, like she’s being held in place by whatever god is accompanying us tonight. I push off from the wall carefully, stroking my arms across the rippling water to try to memorize the feeling of now – the feeling of floating here with this heavenly creature I let into my world, and when I reach her, I twist onto my back and float next to her.

I don’t know how long we lay there on the water. Time moves slow and fast all at once, and I realize I’ve dropped my eyes closed when I feel her reach out and grab my hand, her fingers sliding between mine.

I take a breath, opening my eyes and looking back up at the stars.

“Hayden?” she says, her fingers toying with mine.

“Yeah?” I answer, wanting to look over at her, but not wanting to ruin the moment or fall under the water.

“I’m pretty glad we met when we did,” she says, squeezing my hand.

“Me, too,” I answer her, pulling on her hand and turning both of us upright so I can look at her. I find her eyes blown out from the molly, but the tiny sliver of green left around her pupils is brighter than I’ve noticed it to be. Leaning forward, I press my mouth against hers, kissing her and pulling her body flush to mine.

Her hands grip the back of my neck, her legs rising and wrapping around my waist as she kisses me back. The world slips away around us, the motion of our bodies grinding together making the water ripple and thrash.

I feelsafewith this person. Even after just meeting her, something has clicked, and I can feel her under my skin. I’m desperate to get closer to her, like I want to share the same skin and never let her go. When she moans into my mouth, I realize my hands are gripping her sides and my cock is sliding between the lips of her pussy powerfully.

“Hayden,” she moans, pulling back to look at me. “I think I’m going to come.”

I thrust my hips quicker, my cock sliding against her clit.

Her eyes press closed, and I dig my fingers into her flesh to get her attention. “Look at me.”

My dick has grown painfully hard, my balls tight and throbbing between my legs, but there’s no way I’m stopping. I want her orgasms like they’re mine to claim. I want to watch the pleasure wash over her face while I slide through her wet heat until she’s begging to be fucked.

“God,” she moans, rolling her hips. “That feels so good.”

I slide a hand up her back and into her hair. “God isn’t here, Penelope. Call out my name instead.”

She gasps as her orgasm washes over her, her hips bucking and grinding like mad, and her fingers grab me hard as she yanks my mouth to hers. She doesn’t kiss me, though, she just yells one word against my lips over and over.

“Hayden.”

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