I was losing my mind, teetering between forcing him off me and complete arousal, but I knew fighting him wasn’t an option. If I were honest, I didn’t want to because I’d been so desperate for so long for him to touch me.
Donovan’s tongue dipped again, and he ran a hot, wet line back down to one breast then to the other, and I had a momentary, vivid memory of the first time we fucked, when I got three hours of cumulative sleep because he was so intent on learning every inch of my body and how I responded to him pleasuring it. It seemed he hadn’t forgotten how much I loved my neck and boobs being kissed and touched, because he was paying those particular areas all kinds of attention.
I looked down just in time to watch his lips enclose around a nipple and suck it deep into the back of his mouth. My lips parted just as he looked up at me, and his mouth released my hard nipple with a little groan.
“Never gonna get tired of these,” he murmured, squeezing my breasts together gently and running his tongue down my cleavage until I gasped. He lifted his head again and rasped, “I’m fucking obsessed with ‘em. In fact, I’m obsessed with every inch of this body.”
My toes curled, and my clit started tingling.
“You smell so good,” he said huskily. “The memory of how good your pussy tastes is ingrained in my memory, Posy, ‘causethat scent’s everywhere, even inside you. It drove me wild back then, and it drives me fucking insane now.”
He crawled up my body until our eyes were level, then his head dropped, his lips met mine, and he kissed me, hard, rough, and bruising. Our mouths opened simultaneously, and his hot tongue pressed against mine as he let out a groan.
I whimpered because my skin felt as if it were on fire. Everywhere Donovan touched, he left a trail of heat that covered me in so many goosebumps that a full-body shiver ran from the top of my spine to the tips of my toes.
It felt fuckingamazing.
Hard fingertips pressed into my thighs, making them clench with pure and utter need for him. Donovan didn’t go softly; he was rough and demanding, and I loved how he pinned me to the carpeted floor with his body pressed tight to mine.
He dragged his mouth away and looked me dead in the eyes. “You want this?”
I nodded because I did. I’d never wanted anything more in my whole life. My pussy was weeping, and my clit was throbbing. It had been years since I’d been fucked, and incidentally, the last time was by him, so I knew what lay ahead, and my body responded accordingly.
His fingers dipped to the lacy hem of my panties, and with a guttural moan, he yanked them down and pushed his fingers inside me. “So fucking wet for me already,” he muttered. “Should’ve fucking known your pretty little pussy would be greedy for me, Posy; you took me so good last time.”
I whimpered again, my soul almost leaving my body as he pumped his fingers inside me so roughly that I cried out.
“Am I hurting you, baby?” he demanded.
My eyes lowered to watch his glistening fingers disappear inside me, and I nodded. “Yeah, but if you stop, I’ll kill you.”
The Smirk flashed again. “My baby likes it rough.”
“Yeah,” I breathed. “I’ll take it as rough as you can give it.”
“Oh, you’ll get what’s coming to you,” he promised, his voice husky as he added another finger while he fucked me with his hand.
I cried out loud, my hips raising up to meet his thrusts.
“Look at you, offering your cunt to me,” he whispered. “Most beautiful thing I’ve ever been given, baby. Best, hottest, sweetest, wettest pussy I’ve ever had, and I’m gonna take it, baby, don’t doubt that.”
“Took you long enough,” I pushed out between soft whimpers.
“Just adding to the anticipation,” he muttered, sliding back down my body until his face was level with my pussy. “Had easy all my life. You’re more.”
“Damned straight,” I breathed.
His talented fingers thrust all the way up to the knuckle, good and deep, and he held them there, turning them until the tips hit my G-spot and he furiously stroked.
My eyes rolled in the back of my head, and I cried out as a tornado of an orgasm hit me out of nowhere.
“Fuck, yeah,” he growled. “Give it to me, Ro.”
My hips bucked uncontrollably as his fingers continued to power in and out. Then, just as I started to come down, I felt an arm land across my stomach, and his mouth was down there, sucking my clit so hard that his cheeks hollowed.
I screamed as another orgasm hit me.
All I could feel was heat as his fingers pistoned in and out of me and his tongue drew my clit inside his mouth. My climax was so powerful, the sensations so enrapturing that my back bowed unnaturally off the floor, seeking more friction. If he wasn’t pinning me down, I think I would’ve come out of my skin; he was eating me out so thoroughly.
