“Fuck me, those dusty-pink tips make my mouth water.” I caught one just as a shudder of self-consciousness was closing her expression. As soon as my lips touched her skin, she arched into me.
“That’s it,” I murmured and gave each side somemuch-needed attention. I kneaded her flesh, licking and sucking her nipples and getting her as pliant as I wanted her.
When a needy “Gideon” left her mouth, I worked my way down. I rolled the leggings off and tossed them to the floor. The damn things had been blocking heaven for far too long. Her underwear had come off with them. I faced a nearly naked Autumn. Her bra straps held her arms in place. Her round tits were peaked with tight buds and her legs were spread. The most erotic image I’d ever seen.
Vulnerability shone in her eyes. I was completely dressed, which was a good thing. If my cock wasn’t trapped in place, I’d blow. One brush of the bedding and I’d be coming all over it.
She tried to close her legs, but I put my hands on her thighs. I was staring, but how could I not? “You know what I see when I look at you?”
The rawness in her eyes was back. I didn’t like it, but I had to make damn sure she knew what she did to me.
I traced a finger over a long white line on her thigh. Just like her arm, small white pockmarks dotted each side. From staples or stitches? Maybe she’d tell me someday.
I looked her right in the eye. “I see a pussy begging for my tongue.”
Her breath hitched.
“I see how fucking wet I make you.” I dragged a finger down her seam. She rocked into the touch. “That’s it. Let your body tell me what it wants.” I reversed direction. She was hot and wet and I knew she’d be fucking tight, but I’d find out soon enough. “Isee thighs that I want clamped around my head.” I pushed her legs farther apart.
“Gideon,” she groaned. But she was no longer tense.
“Everything I see makes me so fucking hard it hurts. Now I need to know how you taste.” I wedged my shoulders between her thighs and licked through her small patch of trimmed curls to her clit.
Her hips ratcheted off the bed. I used the moment to tuck my hands under her ass and pull her as close to me as possible. I licked down her seam and back up to her clit. Her moans filled the room. I stroked and sucked, giving her clit even more attention than I gave her nipples. She would get close, her body would get taut and I’d back off. Maybe I was being cruel, but I didn’t want this to end. I’d waited all of four days for Autumn and it felt like a goddamn eon.
“Gideon,” she panted. The need for release was in her voice. Her heels were digging into my shoulder blades, but I could spend an eternity buried between this woman’s legs.
I was being selfish, and for once, I didn’t care. I took what I wanted because she was giving it to me.
Finally, when her legs were shaking from the vibrations of her body, I threaded a finger inside. Hot, wet heat squeezed around me. If this was my dick, I’d never make it beyond one thrust.
This time, the groan came from me. “Goddamn, you’re fucking tight, just like I thought.” And I was back at her clit.
A rush of heat exploded against my face.
“Gideon!”
The bed shook as she came, hard and loud. I continued lapping at her until she came down from herhigh and sagged against me, too boneless to do anything. I pulled away and kissed a path up her stomach. She twisted her hands in my hair, keeping them there until my hips were nestled back between her legs. My jeans were a barrier, but her heat enveloped me.
“You’re going to get your pants dirty,” she murmured.
My erection was painful. The seam of my pants was cutting in, but I didn’t want to ruin the moment. She had the sleepy, well-fucked look going on and we hadn’t officially had sex.
“I don’t care.” Her breasts were pressing against my chest. My heartbeat hammered in my groin, but I was content. Strangely satisfied with only getting her off.
She started lifting my shirt. “You need?—”
“I got what I needed.”
Confusion scrawled over her features, but I lightly kissed her mouth. “This isn’t quid pro quo. I can wait.”
What I couldn’t say was that I wanted to hold her. I couldn’t verbalize that this had been the most intense sexual experience of my life and my dick was still firmly zipped in place. My world was already disrupted. I needed an anchor right now. I needed to have her in my arms. After getting married, seeing my dad, and tasting Autumn, I needed to feel like I wasn’t the only one whose world as they knew it was slowly crumbling around them.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Gideon
I was going to run out of time to get the condoms.
