Page 689 of Not Over You

“Do you have a condom?” I murmured, needing more than just his fingers inside me.

Pulling away from my neck, he looked down at me with a mischievous smirk. “Nuh-uh, princess. I’m not putting my cock inside you just yet. You made me wait, so now I’m going to make you wait.”

He shoved his fingers deeper into me, pumping harder, faster. I whimpered from the pleasurable pain, wanting more; needing it.

Lincoln continued to torture me until I finally came undone, crying out his name moments later.

His voice was raspy against my ear, “That’s it, baby. Come for me.”

As my body shuddered its release, I stared up at Lincoln through half-lidded eyes. He pulled his fingers from my drenched center and stuck them in his mouth, sucking me off each one.

The sight aroused me more. I’d never been so turned on in my entire life, and my pussy throbbed with want. “Lincoln, please,” I practically begged.

Grinning deviously, Lincoln pulled his wallet from his back pocket and fished out a condom.

I fumbled with the button on his jeans as he tore open the condom wrapper with his teeth. After unzipping his pants, I freed his throbbing cock from his boxers.

Lincoln gazed down at me, slowly sliding the condom over his length. He hiked my dress up before pressing the tip of his cock against my opening.

I closed my eyes in anticipation, waiting for the feel of him stretching me with his thick shaft. Instead, I felt his breath against my ear as he gruffly whispered, “Not yet, my sweet Liv. I’m not done playing with you yet.”

I whimpered as he rubbed his cock up and down my slit, teasing me. Lincoln chuckled, then nibbled on my earlobe. “Soon.”

Not soon enough.

I writhed beneath him as he moved down my body, slipping my dress down and exposing my breasts. He took one of my nipples in his mouth.

A hiss escaped me when he took the delicate nub between his teeth and tugged. I bit down on my bottom lip as Lincoln played with my nipple, alternating between flicking it with his tongue and nibbling on it with his teeth. “Lincoln,” I moaned, arching against him. “I need you.”

His laugh rumbled against me as he took my other nipple in his mouth. The head of his cock pressed against my opening, then gradually inched inside me.

Yes.

“I could never say no to you,” Lincoln murmured against my breast before sucking my nipple again.

I tipped my head back with a gasp as he filled me with one, quick thrust. He began to roughly pound into me, the control he had moments before lost once he’d entered me. “Fuck, I love the way you wrap around my cock,” he growled with lust. “This pussy was made for me.”

I could only moan a response. Lincoln already had me on the brink of coming again from his teasing and foreplay.

I dug my nails into his back and arched against him. “I’m gonna come!”

Lincoln growled his approval, increasing his pace. A few more thrusts sent me over the edge into orgasmic oblivion. My body trembled as my climax spread through my body, coating me like warm honey.

Lincoln grunted his release a few moments after mine. He stiffened as he came, then fell on the blanket beside me.

Only the sound of our ragged breaths and waves crashing filled the air as we savored the fading embers of our orgasms. A smile tipped my lips when I felt Lincoln’s fingers tracing my stomach.

I opened my eyes and stared up at the night sky. The stars looked the same as they had all those years ago when we’d lost and found ourselves under the same moonlight.

“What are you thinking?” Lincoln asked.

“About the first time we had sex.”

Lincoln chuckled. “I lasted all of about five seconds.”

I laughed. “But it was perfect.” I turned to look at him, waiting until he met my gaze to continue, “I wouldn’t change anything about that night.”

A warm smile spread over Lincoln’s lips. “I can’t believe we’re back here together.”

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