Torrid (Whiskey Run Savage Ink 2) - Page 17

I release my legs and slide down his body. As soon as my feet hit the floor, I lower to my knees in front of him, reaching for the zipper on his pants. I have them, along with his underwear, down his legs and off in an instant. He’s already hard, his thick shaft standing straight out, jutting between his legs. I lick the soft head, and he moans. I do it again, harder this time, and his hand wraps around my hair and he holds me to him. “Yes,” he moans.

I can’t stop the smile that forms on my lips as I open wide and take him in my mouth. His velvet length strokes across my tongue, and I take him deep, swallowing to try and take more. He pulls me off him, but as soon as his hold loosens, I dive right back on him. Up and down I take him. His cock hits the back of my throat, and I have to will myself not to gag, but I don’t stop. I want to please him and make him feel good.

He grunts above me, and I wrap my hand around the root of his girth. Using my hand and my mouth, I work him up and down. His hips are gyrating back and forth, and I can feel him expanding in my hand. He’s close.

I keep bobbing my head, wanting him to come, wanting to taste him, when suddenly he’s pulled me off him, and he has me on my back before I even realize what’s happening.

He kisses my breasts, my stomach, and down my thighs. I open my legs, shamelessly wanting his lips at my core. “Why’d you make me stop?” I ask him.

“Because it was too much. I wasn’t going to last, and I want this to last forever,” he says breathlessly. I almost think I misheard him. Forever... he doesn’t want forever, I tell myself.

I try to examine what he said, but soon I lose all train of thought. He’s devouring me. He has both hands on my thighs holding me open for him while his mouth and tongue work magic on my swollen clit. I writhe underneath him, and he takes one forearm and rests it on my stomach to hold me in place. He torments my swollen bundle of nerves until I can feel the orgasm building inside me. My whole body feels hot, and my heart is racing, but I don’t want him to stop. “Please, don’t stop,” I plead.

He mumbles something without taking his mouth off me, and that right there is what puts me over the edge. The orgasm wracks through my body, and a guttural groan leaves my lips. He puts one finger then another inside me and turns his hand so he’s stroking my G-spot. Another wave hits me, stronger and fiercer than anything I’ve ever felt before. I scream his name, and anyone else would probably stop, but not Trey. No, he’s greedy and he wants it all. He wants my full completion, and I don’t think he’ll stop until he gets it. “Yes! Yes! Yes!” I scream as he completely discredits everything I thought I knew about an orgasm. That wasn’t just an orgasm—that was earth-shattering.

He lets my legs fall to the bed, and my whole body is trembling. He kisses the marks on my belly and moves up my body until he’s on top of me. His lips touch mine, and the taste of the two of us together is torrid. I wrap my arms around his shoulders and hold him to me. He’s heavy, but his weight feels good.



I pull back and search her eyes. My voice is thick and so deep, I barely recognize it myself. “I need to be inside you.”

She nods.

I lean over the bed, pick up my pants, and pull the condom from my wallet. Sitting back on my legs, I start to roll the condom down my length. “It’s been in there a while. I haven’t...”

She smirks and rolls her eyes. “You don’t have to lie to me. This is going to happen.”

I hold her chin with my finger and force her eyes on me. Jealousy fills her face, and I can’t help but feel a certain satisfaction from that. I feel the same possessive heat for her. “I’m not lying to you. I haven’t been with anyone in over a year.”

I hold her gaze. I don’t know why it’s important to me that she believes me on this, but it is. I haven’t wanted anyone in a long time, and I’ve never wanted anyone as badly as I want her. When her guarded eyes soften, I kiss her, pushing her back onto the bed. I line up and enter her in one quick thrust because I can’t wait any longer. I fill her honeyed depths, and she clutches on to me as I move in and out. Her eyes are large, and she looks at me in surprise as I move in and out of her. There’s a thousand ways I’ve already imagined taking her, but this right here is perfect. To see the look on her face as I claim her makes my heart beat erratically in my chest. “Can you come for me, Katie? Come one more time, baby. I want to feel you grind on me.”

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