Until Autumn

She sucks in a breath and as the shirt comes over her head and falls from my fingers, my eyes drop to her body. She’s fucking perfect.

My hand comes back to her waist and roams up over her warm bare skin until it’s curving around the back of her neck. I press my thumb against her jaw, forcing her chin up to meet mine, and as it does, I drop my lips to hers, kissing her deeply.

As our bodies crash together, her hands find the front of my pants as I push her cotton shorts down over her hips. They fall to the floor and she steps out of them as my hands roam over her ass, finding her in nothing but a lace thong.

My pants are long gone and I don’t know what the fuck happened to my shoes, but when her hand slips inside my boxers and curls around my cock, I tear her thong straight off her body, needing desperately to feel her.

She pushes my boxers down while pumping her fist up and down over my cock, making me groan her name as I drop my lips to her neck. My hands roam over her body before lowering to her sweet center.

I slip two fingers straight over her clit and past her entrance, feeling her soaking wet and ready for anything that I give her. My fingers trail back to her clit and I press down, gently rubbing my fingers over it in small circles, and watching her face as she sucks in a deep moan.

Her hand never stops moving, and when her thumb circles over my tip, I fear that I could lose it, but I’m not giving up yet. I have the whole fucking night to please her and that’s exactly what I plan to do.

My arms curl around her waist and I walk into the kitchen before propping her up on the counter and meeting her eyes. Her stare is wild and needy and full of trust, silently giving me permission to do whatever I want with her.

Not wanting to disappoint, I drop my lips back to her neck and gently push her until she’s forced to lean back on her elbows, her tits up in the air for the taking.

I cup one in my hand, gently squeezing it before closing my mouth over her pebbled nipple. “Fuck, Thorne,” she groans, her murmurs so soft that I don’t think she even realizes that she said it.

I roll my tongue over her nipple and she presses up, wanting more. I suck a little harder, teasing, and taunting her with what’s to come and as I do, I push her legs open, spreading them wide and putting her on display.

Her head drops back as her eyes close in anticipation and not missing a beat, I push two, thick fingers deep inside of her, slowly curving them around and instantly hitting the spot that makes her squirm beneath me.

I watch her body move, watch the pleasure on her face, the way her fingers curl into a tight fist and I realize that I could do this all fucking day.

I bring my other hand down and rub circles over her clit as my fingers move deep inside of her, constantly working her until I feel her tightening around me. “No,” she groans, “I don’t want to come yet.”

Not wanting to disappoint, I draw my fingers out of her and she glances up at me, watching as I put my fingers into my mouth and suck them dry.

She bites that goddamn lip again, her eyes heating with desire, which only intensifies as I push her legs wider and drop down between them. “Holy shit,” she pants just seconds before my lips come down on her sweet pussy.

I work my tongue over her, sucking and nipping at her clit. She sits up a bit, intent to watch the show and I can’t help but smirk. That’s right, baby, keep those eyes on me.

Autumn’s fingers weave into my hair and as my fingers plunge back inside her, she screams out. “Thorne. YES, YES!”

I give her every damn thing she needs and love the way she pushes herself closer to the edge of the counter, wanting so much more and not hesitating to take it.

With no room for my other hand, I drop it down to my cock and slowly work it up and down, picturing Autumn’s fingers curled around me.

She’s so fucking sweet that I could eat her pussy for breakfast, lunch, and dinner if she’d let me, but when she clenches down and comes on my tongue, it’s like nothing I’ve ever experienced before. Autumn Mathers is a rare breed, and I’m never going to let her go.

She cries out my name, her fingers tightening in my hair as she rides out her orgasm and I refuse to give in until her body has finally stopped convulsing.