Hot, thick cum spurts down my throat.
And I hungrily swallow, sucking manically until he’s spent.
“Mercy,” he cries out, collapsing sideways onto the mattress next to me. “Holy shit, I felt that in my toenails.” His crooked grin buries into the comforter.
I still have a grip on him and massage out one last droplet with my thumb.
Another convulsion works through him that he muffles into the blanket.
Moving closer, I push his shoulder to flatten him against the bed. “We’re just getting started.” Straddling his belly, I lean over to kiss him.
I want him to taste himself on my lips. To know that there’s no line between us now.
He eagerly opens for my invading tongue, his palms framing my face. Then he moves to trace down my flanks before his fingers dig into the flesh of my hips.
I’ve had a sample and I want more.
Every piece of him.
When I latch onto the tender skin below his ear, another moan rattles from his chest that he tries to cover with a cough.
Tangling my knuckles into his hair, I jerk hard enough his chin tilts up.
“Don’t you dare hide how good it feels. I own every one of those. Give me the noise.” I snag his pouty lower lip between my teeth and nip hard enough I know it hurts.
He lets out a brief, high pitched whine with his exhale that shifts into a low groan when my nails rake his chest.
But he stops himself again with fire in his gaze. “Make me,” he whispers.
My lips purse as I stare at his swollen mouth, then push myself up so I’m sitting on his hard abdomen. “You want me to mark you?” Pressing each of my index fingers into the hollow of his collarbones, I make a bright red “V” that meets just below the scrape in the center of his chest.
His moan vibrates my thighs as my hands cross.
Then I feel his stiff cock bounce against my ass.
That didn’t take long.
Grasping his sharp jaw, I turn his face far enough I can put a matching bite mark on the opposite side from the one I put on him this morning.
With a gasp, his hips roll under me.
“You want the world to know who claims you?” I pour the words against his racing pulse, then suction another dark blemish next to the other. “That you’remineas long as you wear these?”
His pupils swell to overtake the blue in his gaze. “All yours.”
Heat rushes through me.
He’s so different from Chris, who took what he wanted.
It was always about his needs, not mine. I thought that’s how it was supposed to be.
Sawyer is completely the opposite.
Pushing myself up, I pull his hands to cup my breasts. “You know, for this to work, I want you to enjoy it too.”
His body jerks under me when he snorts. “Oh, you have no idea how much I’m enjoying this.”
I fight a smile, but lose when I see the awe in his focus.
