Page 11 of Just a Little Promise

“I want to hear you say the words,” he demanded.

“Please,” she gasped. “Please make me come.”

“Good girl,” he murmured, burying his face into the hair cascading along the side of her neck while his fingers gave her what she so desperately needed. “I can’t wait to get my mouth on this pussy and lick every inch of you. I already know you taste like fucking candy, but right now, I want you to come all over my hand.”

She did exactly as he ordered, her orgasm slamming into her so hard her body jerked against his and she felt her legs give out on her. The hand at her breast immediately moved lower, his arm banding around her waist to hold her up as she sobbed and shook and flew apart in the most glorious, euphoric way.

When the blissful fog finally cleared from her mind and she could think and breathe right again, she rested her head against the wall and sighed. “That was... so good, but not nearly enough.”

Still pressed up against her from behind, Tripp chuckled, the deep, dirty sound vibrating against her back. “Greedy girl. Now that your first orgasm is out of the way, ask me nicely for what you really want.”

She smiled, loving how easy it was to play this game with him, to ask for what she wanted, knowing he’d oblige. “Fuck me, Tripp,please.”

“Oh, I plan to,” he said, and she gasped as he effortlessly swept her into his arms and started carrying her through the living room and down a hallway. “All night long. Or at least until you beg me to stop.”

She laughed at his arrogance and wound her arms around his neck, already anticipating one of the best nights of her life.

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Tripp took Skyeto his bedroom and placed her on his bed, right where she belonged. He didn’t waste any time getting her completely naked, stripping off her bra and removing her shoes, jeans, and panties, then let her recline back on the mattress while he rid himself of his own clothes.

Her skin was flushed, not out of modesty, but from the orgasm he’d just given her, and her skin pinkened even more as she watched through half-mast eyes as he quickly shed his own garments, until he was just as bare. She bit her bottom lip, her gaze traveling from his face, down his chest and abs, to his groin. She stared at his thick, erect cock as she squirmed on the mattress impatiently. He retrieved a condom from the nightstand and sheathed his dick.

How many times had he imagined this scenario—Skye spread out on his bed, her glorious silky hair sweeping across his pillow and that come hither look in her eyes inviting him to bury his cock deep inside her body. It was a reoccurring fantasy he visited whenever he needed an image to jack off to, but tonight, she was his reality and he planned to enjoy every single second with her.

He walked to the foot of the bed, keeping his eyes on her. “Spread your legs nice and wide for me.”

His blood heated in his veins when she parted those smooth thighs without an ounce of hesitation and gave him a perfect view of her pussy, pink and swollen and glistening with her arousal. A soft, coy smile curved her lips, and he was glad to see that she had no reservations when it came to her desires and what she wanted. That much, at least, hadn’t changed between them.

He moved onto the bed and between her splayed legs, pushing them further apart as he settled face first in between. Smoothing his palms along the outside of her thighs and up to her hips, he held her in place as he covered her with his mouth, sliding his tongue between the lips of her sex before thrusting deep and licking into her.

She moaned, long and loud, and twisted her fingers in his hair as he inhaled the peachy scent of her skin mixed with the womanly musk of her aroused body that went straight to his throbbing dick. Knowing exactly what she liked, and exactly what she needed to orgasm a second time, he sucked her clit, swirling and flicking his tongue against that firm nub.

She arched toward his hungry mouth as he continued feasting and licking and sucking, driving her higher and higher until there was nothing left for her to do but fall over the edge with a soft cry of pleasure. Her body undulated, the epitome of pure, sensual, uninhibited woman as she rode out her release.

When the intensity ebbed, he sat up on his knees. Skye was still quivering, her gasps slowly turning into indulgent sighs of satisfaction as she lay there in a limp, boneless heap. Her legs were open, the tender skin on the inside of her thighs marked and a bit chafed by his evening stubble. She looked utterly wanton, and he had the overwhelming need to be inside her.

To claim her. To own her. To make her his again.

He moved over her, catching her lips in a hungry kiss as he pulled one of her legs up around his hip and opened her even wider for his ultimate possession. The wet heat of her pussy anointed the head of his cock as it sank between her folds and then pressed into her tight, slick core.

She gasped against his lips and he groaned, feeling her slender body stretching to reacquaint itself with his size as he pushed into her, inch by inch, until he was buried to the hilt and right where he needed to be.

He lifted his head so that he could stare down at her face, so he could look into her eyes as he wrung even more pleasure from her body while he fucked her.

“So fucking perfect,” he said, his voice gruff as he started to move inside her. Slow and steady at first, but when she wrapped her legs around his waist and angled her hips to take him even deeper, the last remnants of his control unraveled.

His next thrust was a little harder. The one after that harder still. Each lunge and grind against her sex dragged an uninhibited groan from her throat that only spurred him on.

“More,” she whispered raggedly, raking her nails down his back as she tossed her head back against the pillow.

He wrapped his fingers in her hair to hold on as he gave her everything he had, driving faster, pumping infinitely deeper, the moment between them so elemental and primal. Instinct took over as they rocked against one another, completely in sync. Their movements turned frantic as the tension increased until finally, she cried out his name and her body shuddered beneath his, the clenching of her core around his cock more than enough to bring him right along with her.

Everything about Skye intoxicated him, and driven by the need to utterly possess her, he sealed his lips against hers and kissed her hungrily while waves of heat pulsed through him, followed by a long, intense orgasm that left him wasted.

He stayed on top of her for a long time, still inside her, both of their breathing ragged and his heart pounding crazily against hers. And not just from the exertion of rigorous sex.

No, this feeling was much more fundamental and intrinsic... because now that he’d had Skye again, now that she was back in his life, he was going to do everything in his power to make sure she stayed there.

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