“More what?” I guide her legs farther apart and trace the crease of her thigh. “This?”
“No.” Her voice hitches.
“Tell me.”
“I want you to lick my pussy,” she cries.
“Well, all you had to do was ask, sweet one.” I move the lace to the side and latch onto her sodden slit the way I’ve been longing to. I lap at her swollen clit, sucking and swirling my tongue as she floods my mouth. Her hand cups the back of my head, and her legs widen farther as she moves back and forth. Throaty, needy sounds have my cock trying to escape from my jeans. I flick her clit rapidly.
“I’m going to come.”
“Do it.” I latch on to her clit and slip a finger inside of her. Her walls clamp down around me, and slick flows like a river as she detonates like a bomb. I rest my face against her stomach as I grip the back of her thighs to keep her upright. “I want to be inside of you, baby.”
“Yes,” she rasps. “I want that, too.”
Reaching around, I unzip her skirt and help her work it down around her hips and legs. It falls in a puddle around her feet. I hook my thumbs into the side of her underwear.
“You sure?”
“Positive.”
I remove the final scrap keeping her from my eyes, and gasp. “I knew you’d have a beautiful pussy, sweet one. It looks as good as it tastes.” I stroke down her slick cleft. “Go wait for me in bed.” I shed my clothes like they’re on fire and walk toward her. She rises up on her knees, looking like a siren with her curls tumbling around her face and her eyes fever bright. My cock is engorged, and my mushroom-shaped head is purple. I grip my base and pause in front of her to offer it to her.
“Taste.” She sucks me down, and I swear as her wet heat engulfs me. She takes me to the back of her throat, gagging slightly. I twitch and groan. “Just like that.” Her hand replaces mine on my shaft, and she hollows her cheek, taking me in as she strokes me in a steady rhythm that has my eyes rolling back into my head. I need this. I pull back, and she pouts. “You’re a little too good at that. When I come, it’s going to be inside of you.”
“Yes.” She lays back, spreading her legs, and I growl at her eagerness. I grab a condom from the drawer where I placed it earlier, knowing this was inevitable. Opening the foil, I hiss as I slide the rubber down my length. “Pull those lips apart and let me see you,” I whisper as I secure the condom. Her glistening pink lips draw me in.
“You ready for me?”
“Oh, yes,” she whispers.
After crawling onto the bed, I slide my cock up and down, coating myself in her wetness while I nudge her clit. She catches my pace, digging her nails into my back. I hiss, enjoying the pain. “Watch me split you apart.” Looking down, I watch as I disappear inside of her. “You take me so well.” I pull out and push back in.
“You’re so big,” she whines.
“Relax and let me in.” Her walls resist and yield as I push into the hilt. She flexes, and I groan. Propped up on my arms, I wait for her to adjust. Her body relaxes, and I begin to move slowly. Her breath hitches and she moves her legs higher, digging her heels into my lower back and taking me deeper. I lose myself in her softness as she matches me stroke for stroke. Her dark eyes never leave mine as we climb higher and higher. Her body trembles, and I tilt my hips, hitting the spot that makes her quake. She clenches around me, taking me over with her. Burying my face in her neck, I inhale her scent as she milks me. This wasn’t a simple exchange of physical pleasure. I have nothing to offer her. My choice was made the minute Alby tried to force my hand. This can’t happen now. I won’
t drag her down. She’s loyal to a fault, so I’ll have to hide the truth.
After easing out of her, I dispose of the condom as a plan shapes in my head. At least I can take this night.
Chapter Four
Adora
“Morning.” I stretch my arms above my head as my body aches most deliciously.
“How are you feeling?” he asks.
“Good. You?” I study his face. He’s closed off today. My anxiety spikes. The meeting with Alby must’ve gone wrong.
“I’m all right. I spoke with Alby last night, and we’ve come to an agreement.”
“Really?” Excitement races through me.
“I’m going to do what he wants.”
“Wait. What?” My stomach drops.