The Project
“Oh, God…” Andi moaned, pulling her hands free so that she could run her fingers through his hair.
He groaned as he licked her. His hands found her breasts as he continued alternating between teasing her clit and sliding his tongue inside her, licking her hungrily as she lay there, wondering if she’d ever felt anything this good before. She moaned his name as he slid his tongue inside her, curling the tip as he pulled his tongue back before focusing on her core as her hips began moving, desperate for more as his tongue found her clit, teasing it with gentle flicks before taking it between his lips and gently suckling it.
When her back arched off the bed, he ran his tongue back down to her core and started all over again until her breath caught in her throat and-
She moaned his name as pleasure tore through her body. When she was done, he kissed a path up to her neck and found the spot that he knew drove her crazy. He settled between her legs as his cock moved against her, teasing her already sensitive clit. He slowly rubbed against her, making her desperate for him again as she cupped his face in her hands and brought his mouth to hers.
Devyn groaned as he took his time kissing her as he slid his cock against her one last time before he pulled his hips back and-
Tore a moan from her as he pushed inside her. She loved the way that he felt when he filled her. For several minutes, he continued kissing her as he moved, taking her with a slow sensual roll of his hips that had her breaking off the kiss as her back arched. He kissed her throat as she licked her lips, moaning his name before she opened her eyes and found herself swallowing hard as she looked into his eyes and…
God, he looked so lost.
Gently caressing his jaw, Andi leaned up and brushed her lips against his as she said, “I love you, Devyn.”
His expression softened as he leaned down and kissed her, his movements became faster and harder, taking her in a way that he’d never taken her before as she wrapped her arms around him and held on as more pleasure tore through her, making it difficult to hold back only to find herself moving with him, her hips rolling against him, unable to get enough of him until she couldn’t take it any longer and found herself moaning his name one last time as he groaned hers.
For several minutes they lay there, struggling to catch their breath as Devyn pressed a kiss against her forehead, the tip of her nose, and finally, he brushed his lips against hers before he pulled back and met her gaze as he said the three words that she’d never expected to hear.
“It was Lucas.”