We’d quite literally spilled our souls to each other, so maybe that was it.
“Ready to get out of here?” I asked, flicking one of his nipples just to see it pebble. A slow grumble moved in his chest, and his hands slid down my hips.
“Not quite, love.” He lifted me higher on his torso, catching the barbell on my nipple with his teeth.
“Fuck, Si,” I groaned, letting my head fall back as he tweaked my other breast between his fingers. “You’re a sneaky bastard, you know that? Getting me to talk about all the fucked-up things in my life so you can take advantage of my vulnerability.”
“You want me to stop?” he asked, my tit bouncing out of his mouth with a pop.
“Fuck no. Make me feel good, baby.” I rocked my pussy against his abdomen. “And you promised me something.”
“What’s that?”
“Every hole, Silas.” I gripped his face in my hands. “If you don’t put that beautiful cock in my ass tonight, I’ll kill you.”
His mouth crashed onto mine with a growl, hand at the back of my head, fist full of hair, and pushing me deeper as his tongue scored every inch.
“But we should prepare you first. Hold on to that edge.”
Giving me no time to respond, he slid under the water, hands on my ass cheeks and my pussy to his mouth. “Oh, God…”
The double sensation of his tongue and the water had me biting down hard on my lip, head dipping forward as I moaned his name with every sinful lash of his tongue. I wasn’t sure how long he could go without coming up for air, but I’d drown him myself if he stopped now.
My knuckles were white against the porcelain, blanching harder when his finger pushed inside my ass, joined just a moment later by another.
“Shit, shit, shit,” I panted, riding his face harder, feeling so goddamn full of him I could die. The twinges of pain that came with penetration spurred me on faster, louder. With one more stroke, I broke apart and sagged to the edge, trying to steady my breathing.
But Silas wasn’t done yet.
I jerked for a fraction of a second when my entire body came out of the water, legs still wrapped around his neck. He drew a deep breath once he broke the surface, but without missing a beat, he lifted me, tongue still flicking my sensitive clit.
“Silas…what are you doing?”
“Keeping my promise.”
Twenty-Six
SILAS
Water pooled at my feet, where I stood with Leni in my arms at the edge of the bed. I gave her sweet little cunt one last kiss before letting her drop onto the mattress. She squealed as she bounced, and I grabbed her ankle, hauling her to me.
“A man who can move room to room with my pussy in his face and toss me around is a keeper,” she said with a laugh, and sat up on her elbows.
“Baby, I’ll bend, fold, and throw you any way you want me to.”
She gifted me a radiant smile.
Leni was fucking gorgeous, and she knew it. I’d been with my fair share of women, and while many were vocal about their needs and desires, Leni was one of the few who held nothing back. She knew exactly what she wanted and how. Her confidence was sexy. Apart from her beauty and wit, maybe that was what drew me to her in the first place…or maybe I was just fucking crazy, and her friend had been right.
She had me at the first stab.
Dipping my face close to her pelvis, I dropped kisses along her skin and over her hipbone, making my way down until my mouth hovered above her pussy. I dragged my tongue over the trimmed line of hair she’d carved like a damn work of art and road map to my new favorite place.
“I’m going to need you to relax for me, okay?”
She let her thighs fall open farther. “Do I not look relaxed?”
“For now,” I warned, flicking her clit with my tongue and reveling in how her legs shuddered.
