The Summer of Us (Mission Cove 1)

Sunny gripped the sheets as I slid farther down the mattress, lifting one leg, kissing my way up from her ankle, swirling my tongue under her knee, making her moan as my mouth drifted higher. I stopped before I reached her apex, then started on the other leg. She strained under my touch, her voice pleading and begging.

“Linc, oh god, Linc—”

I grinned against her soft skin, taking my time. When I finished my torturous route, I paused, then slowly drew my finger against her core. One light, fluttering touch.

Jesus, she was soaked.

She gasped and arched, her legs opening farther, silently begging.

I gave her what she asked for.

I closed my mouth around her clit, lapping, flicking the hard nub. Sunny moaned, lifting her hips to get closer. I slid one finger inside her, feeling the way she gripped me. She was hot, wet, and tight around my finger.

“My cock wants inside you, Sunny. He wants to feel you choking him.” Turning my head, I kissed her thigh, biting down and leaving a small mark.

My mark.

“You are going to feel amazing wrapped around my cock.”

I added another finger, pumping harder. I wanted her to climax for me. I wanted to watch as she lost herself in pleasure before I buried my cock completely inside her. She gripped one hand in her hair, grasping at my shoulder with the other. She made a keening sound, her voice high and wanting.

“Linc, oh god…Linc—”

I couldn’t tear my eyes off her. I pressed my thumb to her clit, stroking and teasing. Her back bowed off the bed, her cries getting louder.

“Fuck!” she cursed, the sound breathless and sexy.

“Give it to me, Sunny. I want to hear you come.”

With a long shudder, she did. Crying out my name, pleading with me for more, begging me not to stop.

So, I didn’t.

I rose on my knees and yanked her up my thighs. With one thrust, I was inside her, her heat searing me. Marking me forever. She cried out as I began to move. Thrusting hard into her warmth, the slick welcome of her desire. She pulled at the sheets, gripping them with her fists, then reached blindly for me as I rode her. I bent low, pulling her to my chest and sitting back up, surrounding her with my embrace. I spread my hands wide across her back, holding her to me. She wrapped her legs around me, taking more of me, and I growled at the intensity of the sensation. She tugged at my shoulders, dug her nails into my back, pulled my head down to kiss me, yanked on my hair, all while making the most erotic noises. Sweat glistened on our skin, the bed creaked, the sheets in disarray around us. My body was on fire, the flames licking at my skin. I was certain I would be a pile of charred ashes left at her feet when we were done.

I didn’t care.

We moved together, the years disappearing, the pain and worry gone.

There was only now. Only her. Only us.

And blinding, soul-shattering ecstasy.

Her head fell back, a low, frantic scream falling from her lips. I buried my face in her neck as she tightened around me, milking my cock as I came. My hips jerked, my balls tightened, my cock sank deeper inside her, and my world imploded.

Pleasure had never been so intense. Every part of my body felt it. Thousands of tendrils exploded under my skin. My nerves snapped and twisted as I rode it out. I bellowed her name. Gripped her to me so hard, I knew I would leave bruises on her delicate skin. I saw colors I had never seen behind my tightly closed eyes.

And through it all, she held me. Until I was spent. Until I began to tremble with her in the aftermath. I ran my hands up and down her back, my heavy breathing drifting over her cooling skin.

“Sunny,” I whispered.

Her arms tightened, her face still buried in my chest. I felt the wet of her tears on my skin, and as carefully as I could, I laid her down, running my hands over her.

“Baby, I hurt you? Tell me where?” I demanded, cupping her face, forcing her to look at me. “I lost myself in the moment, I didn’t mean—”

She lifted a finger to my mouth, silencing me. I met her eyes and relaxed. There was no pain in her expression. There was love. Satisfaction. Happiness.

I pulled her hand to my mouth and kissed her palm. “Overwhelmed?” I asked tenderly.

“Yes,” she whispered. “I never thought… I never knew, Linc. We were so young before…”

“I know.”

“Was it, ah, okay for you?”

“Sunny,” I whispered. “That was the most profound experience of my life. It was a dream come true and better than any fantasy I had in my head all these years.”