"Sidney!" I sob, my thighs clamping around his head when he dives between them, worshipping there too. He eats me in long, slow strokes that make me writhe, and then in relentless, greedy strikes that leave me babbling his name.
I come again and again, caught in a web of pleasure so intense, I don't ever want it to end. I want to die right here, with this man on his knees between my legs, eating me like he's addicted.
His tongue dips lower, circling my back entrance, and I'm pretty sure Idodie. I scream as I shatter, falling to pieces. My lungs cease to function. So does my brain. I'm just pleasure and cum and moans beneath him.
"Damn, butterfly," he groans, crawling up my body with this satisfied look on his face that sets me on fire all over again. "If I knew eating your tasty little asshole would make you come like that, I'd have been doing it days ago."
"Sidney," I groan, my cheeks heating. I try to cover my face, but he just chuckles and pulls my hands away.
"Don't hide from me. Nothing we do in this bed or any other should bring you a second of shame. I'm damn sure not ashamed of making you come all over me," he murmurs, stroking my cheeks. "I plan to spend the rest of my life playing out every filthy fantasy you've ever had."
"Every single one?"
"So long as they don't involve anyone else," he amends, hitching my leg over his hip. "I will kill a motherfucker for touching you."
"I don't want anyone else to touch me, Sidney. Just you."
He groans, snapping his hips forward. I writhe as he stretches and fills me, my eyes rolling back in my head. God, that first thrust is always so damn perfect.
"Say that again, butterfly," he growls. "Tell me that I'm the only man for you."
"You're the only man for me," I gasp immediately, willing to give him anything. "I only want you."
"Fuck." He presses his face to my throat, breathing deeply. "I love you."
"I love you, too."
His lips slide across my cheek, seeking my mouth. He kisses me breathless as he makes love to me, every thrust slow and deep, like he plans to stay just like this all night long.
I lose track of time. I lose track of everything except the way our bodies move together as he drives me higher and higher, whispering sweetness and filth in equal measure. One minute, I'm the best thing that ever happened to him. The next, he loves the way I strangle his cock.
I'm not sure if I like his sweetness or his dirty side more. I think I like them both equally, especially when he unleashes them on me all at once. It's impossible to feel anything less than perfect with this man on top of me, inside of me, rattling my bones with the strength of his devotion.
He rattles my entire world when his pace quickens, his hips slamming against mine. He's so deep, I feel him everywhere. He fucks me so hard, I can't catch my breath. And still, his hands are gentle and loving as they run across my body, igniting new fires everywhere he touches.
"You gotta come for me, butterfly," he groans, sweat rolling down his chest. "I need to feel you falling apart all over my cock."
"Please," I gasp. "I need…"
He slips his hand between us. I expect him to play with my clit, except he doesn't. His hand slips lower, spreading my cheeks. His thumb presses against my back entrance.
"This?" he asks, his voice dark and gritty. "You need me to play with this little hole until you're screaming the fucking roof down, baby?"
"Yes!" I shout, raking my nails down his arms.
The way he chuckles will haunt my favorite dreams for the next decade.
"Maybe I'll do this instead," he whispers, his eyes locked on my face as he applies gentle pressure to the tight ring of muscle. Little by little, it gives way, his thumb slipping inside me.
I choke on his name, my eyes rolling wildly. It's pleasure and pain, my body full in a way it's never been. "Sidney. Oh, God…"
He slams into me again, his thumb working me open at the same time.
I lose my damn mind, coming so fast and so hard the whole world goes black at the edges. The only thing left is his green eyes locked on mine and the way he watches me like he's never going to look away.
"Hattie," he groans, planting himself deep. "Christ, Hattie. I love you!"
His big body shakes as he empties himself inside me, coming until I'm so full of him, he drips down the crevice of my ass. I go limp beneath him, shaking and shuddering. But he's insatiable.
