Her breath catches, surprised, and her fingers find my hair as I press my lips to the soft swell of her stomach. The skin there is warm and gives beneath my mouth, and I feel her muscles flutter at the contact.
“Every inch of you,” I murmur against her. “Perfect.”
“Duke—” Her voice wavers. “You don’t have to—”
“I’m not saying it because I have to.” I kiss the curve of her hip, then the soft flesh of her thigh, loving that these thighs are mine for the rest of my life. “I’m saying it because it’s true.” My mouth moves closer to her pussy, the scent of her juices intoxicating me and making my cock strain against my pants. “Because I’m going to spend the rest of my life proving it to you.”
I hook my fingers into her panties and drag them down her legs. She steps out of them, trembling, and I guide her to sit on the edge of the bed.
“Lie back for me.”
She does, dark hair fanning across the pale duvet, and I settle between her thighs. Press a kiss to the inside of her knee, then higher, then higher still. Her legs fall open for me, trembling with anticipation.
“Look at you,” I breathe. When my mouth finally finds her pussy, she cries out.
I take my time, teasing her clit with the tip of my tongue, then licking her slick nectar. She tastes like heat and honey, and I am going to do this forever, licking and sucking her pussy as her thighs shake around my head as I lick her and suck her clit. I push two fingers into her hot pussy, and she arches her back off the bed, grinding on my fingers and urging me to move faster.
“Duke—” Her voice breaks. “I’m going to—”
I pull back.
“No.” She practically sobs the word, her hips chasing my mouth. “Please—”
“Not yet.” I press a kiss to her inner thigh, feeling her tremble against my lips. “I want you shaking first. I want you so desperate you scream my name loud enough for everyone to know you’re Mrs. Fucking Coleman.”
“I’m already—” She gasps as I blow a soft breath across her swollen flesh. “God, Duke, please.”
“Please, what?”
“Please let me come.”
I reward her with one long, slow lick. She moans, pressing her sweet pussy against my tongue. I circle her clit with my tongue, never quite giving her enough pressure.
I seal my mouth over her clit and suck hard, and she bucks as I lick and suck her clit. Her pussy clenches and squeezes my fingers as I work her G-spot, and my cock aches to plunge inside her and finally feel her clench me.
“Duke!” she screams, and her body shakes as she comes on my tongue and on my fingers. This is the most perfect fucking moment of my life.
“Come here,” she breathes, still trembling. “I need you inside me. I want to make you feel as good as you’ve made me feel.”
I strip off my shirt, my pants, my boxers. Her eyes rake down my body, and the hunger in her gaze makes my cock throb.
I settle over her, bracing my weight on my forearms. She’s flushed and beautiful beneath me, her hair wild on the pillow,her eyes soft and wanting and full of so much love it makes my chest ache.
She reaches between us, wrapping her fingers around my length, and runs the tip of my cock through her slick juices. Fuuuuck. I don’t know how long I can hold back. She rocks her hips over the tip of my cock, her pussy teasing me and making my cock throb so hard it hurts.
“Fuck.” The word comes out strangled. “You’re going to kill me.”
“That wouldn’t be fun,” she teases, then positions me at her entrance, grabs my ass, and lifts her hips.
My cock slides into her, and stars burst in front of my eyes. Nothing has ever felt as perfect as my cock buried in Riley’s slick pussy.
“God, Riley.” My voice breaks. “You feel—”
She pulls me down and kisses me, deep and messy.
I move slowly at first, but her tight, hot pussy makes it impossible to hold back. Her gasps and moans shoot straight down my spine, and I thrust into her faster and faster, unable to control myself. I can’t get enough of Riley.
“Look at me,” I tell her.
