I slide my hands under her sweater, palms meeting warm skin, feeling the way her breath catches when my thumbs brush just over her ribs. She breaks the kiss only to tug the sweater over her head, tossing it aside before leaning in again. I let out a low curse when I notice she’s not wearing anything underneath. Her beautiful, round and full breasts are fucking breathtaking, swollen and aching nipples peaking in arousal.
“Moonshine,” my voice is raw, coated in the desire I feel for her.
Bright blue eyes look up at me through her lashes, a hint of a smile tugging at her lips. Fucking beautiful and mine. “You going to keep talking or?—”
I kiss her again before she can finish, and she laughs into my mouth when I stumble trying to pull down my sweats. I bite her lip and she moans in response.
With my hands under her ass, I lift her into my arms, and spin us around to lay her down on the bed beneath me. The way her hair spills across my pillow, her fingers threading into mine like she needs them to feel anchored as she pulls me closer, makes my already aching hard cock throb against her, searching for the warmth it wants to drown in.
I won’t rush my exploration of her. I intend to draw this out for as long as I can. Every look, every touch, feels more like a choice than an accident. This isn’t pretend anymore. For me, it never was.
Her breathing slows when she takes my face in her hands. “This doesn’t change anything,” she whispers, though her voice sounds uncertain.
I don’t argue. I just brush my fingers over her belly, loving the small bump I can see growing. “We’ll see, Moonshine.”
Her perfect fucking tits are on full display, and I can’t help but take a handful and squeeze. I circle my thumb over her nipple, pinching it between my fingers and tug, eliciting a soft little moan from her lips. The sounds she makes are immediately saved in my memory with a plan to use them whenever I need to.
“Jase, please,” she breathes.
Fuck me, hearing my name from her lips along with her soft little pants has my cock fucking pulsing in my hands when I reach down to stroke myself. I can feel it swelling in my hand, and her words alone have the power to make me come.
I spread kisses in a path down her neck and chest, licking the skin my fingers touched before taking her nipple in my mouth and sucking it hard, her body writhing beneath me.
“Yes,” she hisses, arching her back into me. “Please, Jase, I need more.”
She doesn’t need to ask me twice. I lower my mouth to her other breast, flicking my tongue over its taut peak, giving her a preview of what’s coming. The things I’m about to do to the sweet little pussy between her legs that’s begging for me are the stuff of my wildest dreams.
Working my way down her stomach, I place a tender kiss on her bump, slightly less toned than the rest of her, and my heart races when I realize that’s my baby. We haven’t been like this. I haven’t been this close to my little bear, and suddenly the reality of everything that’s about to change hits me all at once. I couldn’t be more thrilled about it.
With my fingers hooked into both sides of her shorts, I pull down, leaving them around her ankles as I lean forward and lick a line straight through her soaked panties.
“Jase, oh fuck,” she cries out and my cock fucking leaks, precum soaking my tip.
I’m so fucking hard and swollen, ready to come, and I haven’t even tasted her yet. She’s more responsive than she was that night, and it’s killing me to be patient.
“Fuck, baby. If you could only see how fucking beautiful you are, Monroe.”
“I want you, please.” I smile against her cunt, rolling my tongue over her clit through the thin fabric. She throws her head back, her fingers gripping my sheets, and she lifts her hips, pressing them further against my mouth, searching for the heat of my tongue.
She’s so eager for me, almost desperate to feel my lips on her sweet pussy. It riles me up, and I’m practically salivating at the memory of how sweet she really is.
I blow softly against her center, the stubble of my short beard rubbing against her inner thigh. “Tell me, Moonshine. Tell me what you want?”
She lets out a soft whimper as her fingers dig into my hair. “I want you to make me come. I want your tongue on my pussy, not just through my panties but on my flesh. I want you to lick me, to suck me and fuck me with your tongue until I’m coming with your name on my lips.”
Her blue eyes are nearly black, desire emanating from every inch of her.
“You’re fucking killing me, baby.” I want her so fucking bad. I want to do all of that and so much more to her, but I also know she’s in a lustful haze driven by desire and need. I can’t move too fast or I might bring her out of it and break the spell she’s under.
When I take the waistband of her underwear between my teeth, she’s already trembling against me. Pulling her underwear down her legs, I bend her knees to get the perfect view of her swollen and wet pussy. “Perfection, baby.”
Dear God, I hadn’t realized how utterly obsessed I was with this woman, but everything about her is exactly what I need. I get on my knees, and hook my hands around her hips, pulling her closer to taste her again.
I lean forward, my hands tucked under her thighs as I blow softly against her lips. “You’re soaking, Moonshine.”
With my hands under her thighs, I spread her wider, licking through her swollen lips and letting her arousal coat my tongue.
“Yes,” she whimpers, and I groan like a starved man who just had his first taste of his favorite meal. I lick a long path through her lips, swirling around her clit. “Fuck, Jase, that feels so good.”
