Grinning, she lowers her head, snaking her tongue out to swirl it over the swollen crown. Just that, just the flick of her pink tongue is almost enough to make me come. But when she opens wide and flattens her tongue, taking me to the back of her throat before she closes her lips around the base of me, it takes everything in me not to blow down her throat.
“Oh, fuck,” I grunt, my thighs tensing, my toes curling. “Look so pretty, taking me down your throat. God, I’ve never seen something so fucking hot. That’s it. That’s it, baby. Fuck, yes, that’s it,” I hiss as she sucks soft, slow, stroking me the same way her tight pussy will.
Both my hands cup the back of her head, one fisting her hair, the other showing her how fast to take me. Kiera is eager to please me, sucking me deeper and deeper, her hands stroking anything she can’t take. But that is not good enough for her. No, she is so eager, she swallows me deeper, gagging as she takes me so deep her tongue licks at my sac. My eyes cross as pleasure shoots up my spine.
“Oh, hell, that’s it. Doing so good, baby. I’m going to come.You going to swallow it all, pretty girl? You want to taste me, don’t you, baby?”
Nodding, she bobs her head faster, her cheeks hollowing out. I can’t hold back, not that I want to. Not that she wants me to. I pump my hips a few times, the sounds of her gagging so hot I blow hard down her throat. Watching her suck it down greedily, making a mess of her pretty face and my cock, is the hottest thing I have ever seen.
Pulling out of her mouth, I watch her beam up at me, pushing some of my cum into her mouth as if it’s her new favorite treat. I’ve never come so good or so hard in my life. Bending, I scoop her up and lay her out on the bed. Dropping between her thighs, I go back to where this all started and start eating her pussy.
“Oh! Yes, yes, baby,” she purrs, rocking against my tongue as I fuck her with it, my fingers rubbing roughly at her clit.
“So, fucking sweet,” I hum, sucking at her cream. “You got so fucking wet sucking my cock. Does that turn you on, baby? Gagging on my thick cock?”
“Yes! Yes, it made me so wet. I thought about it all day.”
“Jesus, Kiera, you’re so fucking hot,” I groan before again eat her greedily.
Eating her through two orgasms, I savor every drop of her cream, licking it up long after she begs me to stop. Kissing her thighs, biting each one to leave fresh marks, I climb over her, going right for her mouth. Kiera giggles and kisses me back, pushing the rest of my clothes off.
“I promised you a date,” I argue, pinning her hands over her head. “Stop trying to get me to fuck you. It’s going to happen. We’ve got some things to cross of that list first.”
“Oh, Iknowit’s going to happen. It’s one of the first things I think we should cross off.”
Sobering, I shake my head. Staring down at her, I cradle herface gently. “Kiera. I want you. I don’t know how long I get to have you. I want to make it count, baby. When you think about me, about Sunset Springs, I want it to be good. I want it to be the best summer of your life.”
Kiera stares up at me for a moment before she nods. “It will be. This will be the best summer of my life, Killian. Because of you.”
“That’s right. Now come on, baby, let’s start crossing off your to-do list.”
Chapter Seven
Kiera
Starting over is going pretty damn well so far.
It’s been two weeks of paradise here in Sunset Springs. Besides a few hours here or there, mostly hanging out with Maribel from the front desk, who has become my new best friend, I have been with Killian just about every moment.
That list I started on the plane is full of scratches, new to-dos, and notes about all the things we’ve done together. For our first date, he took me out on a boat where we danced under the moonlight, got a little tipsy on terrible wine coolers, and went skinny dipping for the second time.
We’ve gone wind sailing, snorkeling, and he even took me on an airboat through some of the prettiest grasslands I have ever seen. One night, he took me to a salsa club where we danced until dawn. I am having the time of my life, just as he promised. I go to bed wrapped up in his big, strong arms, and wake up with him still holding me.
“You’re beautiful in the morning,” he whispers as we lie in the warmth of sunrise.
We slept under the stars last night, camped out in a meadow a few miles from town. After hot dogs and s’mores cooked by a fire, it took us way too long to get going, we stripped down and crawled into a sleeping bag for two. It was my first time camping, and it was perfect—and crossed off another to-do.
I am crossing one important to-do off the list today.
“Morning, handsome,” I whisper back, snuggling against his warmth as I trace the tattoos spreading down his arm.
“We have anything on our to-do list today, babe?”
Lying there with him, I feel closer to him than I have anyone else in my life. He is afraid of us crossing a line we can’t comeback from. I can’t wait to cross that line. Killian thinks he has me for the summer. But the truth is—he has me for as long as he wants me because I cannot bear the thought of leaving him.
Without answering, I slide over his big body, yanking down the zipper of the sleeping bag. Straddling him in the warm sunshine, I nod as I circle my hips. Between my thighs he grows big, hard, the press of his cock against my sex sending pulsing pleasure through me. Oh, yes, we have a to-do today—we’re making love right here and right now.
Beneath me, he lets out a quiet growl, his hands coming to cup my hips. He tries to stop me from moving, but he doesn’t try very hard. Reaching between us, I grasp his thickness in my hands, watching his eyes, how they darken for me, how hot they get. When he looks at me this way, it makes me feel like the most beautiful girl in the world. I have never felt as sensual, as sexy as I do when he touches me or lets me touch him—and still I want more.
