She picks up the pace, relentless now, and is basically extracting my soul through my dick.
“Fuck yeah.”
She does this thing with her tongue, a swirl, and I slip into a different universe. My head tips back as heat floods every inch of me.
My fingers tangle in her hair, grounding myself as the sensation pulls me under.
Because if this is our last night, and I’m knowingly stepping into forbidden territory with my best friend’s baby sister, then it will count.
“I’m close, Pix. I can’t?—”
I’m ready to pull out.
Two delicate hands grope my ass.
Oh. Now it’s on.
We fall into a rhythm, and I wrap her hair around one fist. “Are you going to take every last drop like a good girl?”
She hums yes around my dick.
I watch her slide her hands between her legs, rubbing and pleasuring herself and?—
Holy fuck.
This woman is trying to kill me.
I slam into her mouth until I see stars.
And she drinks me down. Every drop.
When the earth returns to its axis, I look down and brush my thumb across her lips.
She smiles up at me and presses a tender kiss to the pad of my finger. “Goodbye, Lumberjack.”
“Goodbye?” I gather her into my arms. “We’re not saying goodbye yet.”
Her fingers stroke my beard. “We’re not?”
I lay her on the chaise and force her knees wide. “Before your sweet pussy has been taken care of? Not on your life.”
Because when you’re plummeting to hell, you make the most of the ride.
CHAPTER 30
Ava
I stare up at the sky.
It’s no longer pitch-black.
Color is creeping in like the night knows it’s being dragged to its feet. Deep purples stretch thin, while the horizon gathers itself in quiet bands of gold.
Morning is here whether I’m ready or not.
And the truth is, I’m not.
But the kids will be up soon.
