Love in Bloom (De La Fuente Family 3)

“You touched me so it’s only fair if I get to touch you.”

He saw the logic but if she touched him he’d come instantly. He was that wound up.

“Let me go and get rid of that,” he pointed into his lap only slightly embarrassed at what he was admitting to, “and then you can touch me.”

What the fuck was he saying?

She shook her head and touched his knee. “Stay.”

He saw her embarrassment when his gaze met hers. “You’ve no idea what you’re asking.”

She smiled, looking nervous. “I might not have much experience with a guy and sex,” she knelt in front of him on the bed, “but I want to watch you come. I want to know what you look like in the midst of your pleasure. And most of all, I want to be the cause of that pleasure.”

He watched as Erin licked her lips and then dipped her head.

Fuck no!

He grabbed her head between his hands. “I’m barely holding on by a thread. There’s no way I’ll be able to hold off watching you with your mouth on me.” His cock jerked at the visual she’d given him.

“Then come on me like Phoenix did Thalia.” She lay down, shimmied out of her shorts and spread her thighs on either side of his. No embarrassment now.

Every nerve in his body was alive with heat and lust at the sight of her fully bare pussy. The landing strip was as dark as the hair on her head. Her little clit peeped from between her folds as he wet his bottom lip with his tongue.

He’d never craved the taste of a woman before, but looking at the feast before him his mouth watered.

“I excite you,” Erin observed, her eyes on his shaft, leaking precum.

“More than anyone.” His eyes heated as he moved forward.

He slid his hands up Erin’s thighs and holding her hips, tugged her up onto his thighs, his restraint about to leave him.

His fingers rubbed her mound and one finger searched between her folds. When he found her hard little clit, he stroked and was delighted when her eyes fluttered.

“Touch yourself, Mateo. I want to watch you—to know what it’s like for you.”

He growled. “You’re going to kill me.”

Inhaling Mateo wrapped a large hand around his cock, slowly stroking. At the same time, he pressed down and rubbed the tight bud of Erin’s clit.

It wasn’t long before he felt her excitement coat his fingers while his cock tingled and leaked the more he stroked.

“Oh,” Erin squeaked and tried to move away, but with a heavy hand he kept her still. “Come on my fingers.” That was all it took, well, and his index finger circling her entrance before she arched and shuddered beneath him.

He clenched his jaw tightly and watched as Erin finally opened her eyes, although they stayed hooded. Where he would have expected to see embarrassment, there was none.

It didn’t take a genius to know where her eyes focused, so he started to pump his fist and the feel of her legs wrapping around him brought him to the edge. “Last chance. Are you sure?”

“Yes.” She reached out and rubbed the slit.

That was all it took for him to come and spill onto her fingers and hand. She wouldn’t let him go and continued to rub causing his pleasure to last until he was completely spent.

Panting hard, he sat back on his heels and tried to catch his breath while he ignored the pain in his knee.

“Fuck me.” He shook his head and gazed at Erin while stroking her thighs. “That was the hottest thing.”

He grabbed his discarded shirt from the floor and wiped her hand clean, a smile of satisfaction on his face. He kissed her knuckles before pressing a sweet kiss to her lips. Her hands reached for him and slid into his hair to hold him in place.

“I can’t, Erin. If I kiss you how I really want to I’m going to be shoving my dick inside you. And that’s not going to happen.”