“You know what,”I pant, my hips shifting restlessly against him.
Holland’s smirk widens as he moves lower, his mouth trailing down my stomach, his hands spreading my thighs wider. My breath catches as he kisses the sensitive skin of my inner thigh, his breath ghosting over my core, making me shiver with anticipation.
Then, his mouth is on me, his tongue delving into my wetness, his lips sucking and nipping. Oh lord, if he keeps that up, this will be over before it even starts.
“Oh God, Holland,”I moan, my hands gripping the sheets as my body arches off the bed. His tongue is relentless, his mouth devouring me as his fingers press into my thighs to hold me steady.
My hips buck against him, my cries filling the room as my orgasm builds. I don’t want to come yet, but my body isn’t going to give me the choice. My orgasm washes over me in waves of pleasure, and I can’t help the loud moan that leaves my lips.
Once I catch my breath and my body stops trembling, he finally lifts his head. His eyes are hooded with desire as he moves back up my body, his lips brushing against mine in a soft, tender kiss.
“You’re like, really good at that,” I tell him, and that causes him to chuckle.
“I’m glad you enjoy it,” he says. My eyes wander down his body and stop on his cock.
“I guess I should return the favor,”I whisper, my hands reaching for him, my fingers wrapping around his throbbing cock.
He groans, his head falling back as I stroke him, my touch both gentle and firm. My lips curve into a smirk as I lean down, my mouth closing over the tip of his cock. My tongue swirls around it before I take him deeper, my lips sliding down his length.
Holland’s hands tangle in my hair, his hips bucking slightly as I suck him, my tongue teasing and tormenting. I love the way he reacts to my touch. It’s nice to know I have this kind of power over him.
“Fuck, Lainey,”he groans, his voice thick with need.“You’re going to make me lose it.”
I hum my response, my mouth never stopping its rhythmic movements. Holland’s breath quickens, his body tensing as he seems to fight for control. But I don’t let up, and my mouth and hands work in tandem, driving him closer and closer to the edge.
“Stop,”he gasps, his hands gripping my shoulders to pull me up.“I want to be inside you.”
My eyes meet his, and he looks so needy and desperate for me, it makes my pussy clench.
“Then take me,”I demand.
He doesn’t need to be told twice. Holland positions himself at my entrance, his eyes locking on mine as he thrusts into me, filling me in one slow, deliberate stroke.
I gasp, my nails digging into his shoulders as he seats himself fully within me. Our eyes stay locked as hebegins to move, his hips rocking against me in a steady rhythm.
Holland’s hands move over my body, his touch both possessive and tender, his lips brushing against mine with every thrust.
My legs wrap around his waist, my heels digging into his back as I try to meet his movements. I don’t care that Ellie and Haley are right outside in the living room. I don’t care if they’re listening. I only care about the way Holland’s dick feels inside me right now.
The tension builds, the pleasure spiraling tighter and tighter, until I’m teetering on the edge once again. Holland’s thrusts become more urgent, more desperate, his breath coming in short, sharp gasps.
My cries grow louder, my body arching into him as my second orgasm crashes over me.
“Oh my god,” I practically scream out. Holland follows, his release spilling into me as he groans.
“Fuck, shit,” he says through gritted teeth.
He pulls out of me slowly, falling onto the bed next to me. My breathing steadies as he turns on his side to look at me.
“You’re amazing,” he tells me, and a soft chuckle leaves my lips.
“Thanks, I try,” I tell him. He shakes his head.
“No, I mean it. You’re perfect. You’re everything I need, everything I want. You’re mine, and I fucking love you.”
My heart stutters at his words, and I have to take a moment to digest what he’s saying.
“I… I love you.”
