I undid the last button and pushed it off her shoulders, letting itpool behind her on the counter. Then I lowered my mouth to her collarbone, kissing my way across to her shoulder while my hands traced her sides.
I worked my way down to her perfect tits and greeted both nipples with my tongue, sucking one into my mouth while palming the other.
She arched into me, making soft sounds that went straight to my dick. I’d forgotten how responsive she was, how every touch seemed to light her up from the inside.
“That’s it,” I murmured, running my beard over the beaded pink tip. “Let me hear you, baby.”
I moved to her other breast, giving it the same thorough attention. Kelsey was curvier now than she’d been in the months leading up to the divorce. I preferred the softer version over the lean, muscular woman who couldn’t look me in the eye.
Her hips rolled forward, seeking friction, and I took another long, deep pull before releasing her breast with a soft pop. I kissed my way down her stomach, feeling her muscles jump under my lips. When I reached the island’s edge, I dropped to my knees on the hardwood, knowing I’d pay for it later but too far gone to care in the moment.
The view damn near stopped my heart. Kelsey propped up on her elbows, chest heaving, thighs spread wide, and those pretty green eyes locked on me like she was afraid I might disappear if she blinked.
“Jesus, Kels.” My voice came out rougher than I intended. “Look at you.”
She shifted, self-conscious, and started to close her legs, but I caught her knees and spread them wider instead.
“Don’t you fucking dare,” I rasped, my mouth already watering at the sight of her pussy, bare and already glistening for me. “You’re fucking beautiful. Always have been.”
I pressed my lips to the inside of her thigh, smiling when her hips shifted restlessly against the counter.
“Please,” she whispered.
“Please what, baby?” I asked, even though I knew exactly what she wanted. Needed to hear her say it.
She groaned in frustration. “You know what.”
“Say it.” I traced my fingers along the inside of her thigh, closeenough to where she wanted me that she bucked against my hand. “Tell me what you need.”
“I need—” She broke off, her face flushing darker.
“Need what?” I prompted, pressing my thumb against her inner thigh. “Need my mouth? My fingers? Both? Talk to me.”
“Every—everything,” she managed, her throat bobbing in a hard swallow.
And fuck if it didn’t make me wanna pound my chest that she wanted this—wanted me, still, even after all the ways I’d let her down.
I flattened my hands on her hips and pulled her to the edge, close enough that I could lay her thighs over my shoulders before glancing back at the oven.
“Twelve minutes and—” I squinted, trying to make out the numbers on the timer without my glasses. “Twenty-nine seconds.”
She blinked down at me with a dazed expression. “For what?”
“For you to come for me. Not letting you up until you do, so if you don’t wanna burn the first batch…” I trailed off, grinning when her mouth twisted like she wanted to tell me to go fuck myself.
“You’d better get started,” she finished, her brows arching in challenge. “I imagine you’re a little out of?—”
The rest of whatever she was going to say dissolved into a moan as I kissed my way up the soft skin of her inner thigh.
“Might have forgotten a few things as I’ve gotten older, sweetheart, but knowing how to make you come ain’t one of ‘em,” I growled before licking a slow stripe from the base of her slit straight up to her swollen clit.
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“Oh, fuck,”she exhaled, her whole body jolting at the contact. One hand flew out to brace herself, sending the rolling pin tumbling to the floor with a clatter.
I flattened my tongue and alternated long, slow laps with tighter, back-and-forth flicks, working her open slowly and carefully, the way she liked best, even back then.
