“Please, Sullivan,” she pants. “Take away the emptiness I’ve felt without you.”
Her words make my throat thicken instantly, and our eyes lock.
“I’ll never let you go again, Baby.I swear.” My voice comes out hoarse and tortured.
But it’s what she needs to hear.
It’s what we both need.
Her eyes soften, love and lust glazing them as any last hints of doubt that could have been lingering there drift away.
She wriggles on the bed beneath me as I drink her in. Content to just look at her and bask in the glory of being able to call her mine again.
“Show me,” she whispers.
I snap out of my haze as the soaked fabric of her panties rubs against the crown of my dick.
Looking down between our bodies I tut like I’m disappointed.
“What’s this?”
“What?” She wriggles more as I sit back on my heels and watch the way she’s desperately trying to rub herself against my rock-hard dick.
“This?” I repeat, dragging one knuckle down the center of the blue lace that’s darkened into a wet strip. “All this”—I lickmy lips slowly—“wetness. It’s leaking out of your greedy little cunt.”
She shudders as I drag my knuckle back up, circling over her clit.
“Now I know why you asked for fucking first,” I say as I cinch the soaked fabric of her panties between my thumb and forefinger and pull it up toward her clit so that the swollen lips of her pussy spill out either side of it.
The resulting look is filthy and fucking fabulous.
She gasps as I lean down and suck one side past my lips.
“It’s because…” I move to suck the other side, loving the gasp that comes from her pretty little mouth. “You know you’ll not be able to take my cock slowly. Your wet little cunt’s too greedy. It wants to be stuffed full of it, coming on it as I fuck you hard and fast, doesn’t it?”
Tate whimpers.
“Doesn’t it?” I nip her clit through the tightened fabric.
“Yes!” she cries, her thighs trembling around my ears. “Yes.”
“You need to come for me, Baby?” I choke out, emotion building in my chest as I circle her clit with the tip of my nose, breathing her in, but purposefully making myself wait before I allow myself a full taste of her.
I need to savor it. Burn it into my memory.
I almost lost her.
“Yes,” she whimpers. “Make me come, Sullivan.”
I screw my eyes up, a guttural sound like that of an animal in pain rushing past my lips as I yank her panties to the side and press my open mouth to her.
Her taste explodes on my tongue, filling my senses, overtaking my head, becoming the only thing I can focus on as I sink into her, devouring her with rough, desperate sucks, licks, and kisses.
“Baby,” I utter, diving even deeper into her until herwetness is coating my tongue and gliding down my throat. “Don’t ever leave me,” I beg. “Don’t ever fucking leave me.”
Her hands work their way into my hair, holding on for dear life as I bring her to the edge.
“Sullivan…”
