“Mmm,” I murmur, dropping to one knee and then the other. I slide my hand along the outside of her thigh, lift it and settle it on my shoulder. “Maybe,” I say, leaning in and flicking out my tongue, dragging the flat of it against her.
She shudders then demands, “More.”
“Mmm,” I murmur again, but this time I’ve buried my face in her pussy, so the sound vibrates through her, and I know she likes it because she squirms, grinding against me.
“More,” she demands again.
“Hungry.” I nip her flesh, suck at her clit, exploiting the spots I found the other night, taking my time this evening to find new ways to make her cry out my name, give voice to those demands. “Sexy.” I slip my tongue inside her, cupping her ass so I can keep her close.
“Oh, God! Jace!” Her hips flex, riding my face, my tongue, and I feel it—the flutters of her pussy, the beginnings of her orgasm.
So I don’t stop.
I use my tongue, my lips, my teeth. I use my fingers and body. I use?—
Her hand in my hair flexes again, so tightly that pain ripples through my scalp as she all but tears me away from that sweet cunt.
“Gorgeous,” I warn.
Her eyes are hazy, filled to the brim with need. “Inside me.”
Another demand, one that has me on my feet and spreading her legs wide around my hips, notching my cock at her entrance before I realize that I’m feeling all that slick heat directly on my dick, that I’ve almost plunged home without a?—
“Condom,” I gasp, exercising herculean control to not stroke deep.
The need in those emerald eyes increases a hundred fold. “Birth control shot,” she rasps, rubbing herself against me. “And I was just tested a month ago. I haven’t been with anyone but you,” she adds, when my hands flex, holding her in place.
“Cookie.”
“Just an FYI,” she murmurs, half-slit eyes finding mine, pussy slowly soaking the tip of my dick. “Or we can find a condom.”
I’m not even sure I have any condoms left.
We depleted my stash the other night.
“I’m tested regularly,” I tell her.
“Good,” she whispers.
“Good,” I whisper back.
“Right.” It’s a murmur, those eyes staring at me expectantly.
For the life of me, I can’t figure out why.
Probably because I’m lost in her beautiful face.
A hand on my jaw, her mouth curving lightly. “Okay, then.”
“Okay, then,” I repeat.
“Handsome,” she says, “now’s the time to fuck me.”
My dick twitches, and all at once I’m aware of wet heat, of lush thighs, of this woman waiting for me…
To fuck her.
I shift and slide deep, making both of us groan.
