“If you promise to slay all the venomous snakes you see, I’ll gladly suck your dick dry,” I replied, moving forward.
“But nothing feels better than being buried inside you.” His low growl stopped me. “You’re not too sore?”
“Always a little with you.” Standing up, I saw his expression of concern more clearly, but I grabbed his hand and slid it down my body. “You leave this ache, right here.”
I hated Alex touching my stomach. It was literally my soft underbelly, but for some reason it felt right when Troy did it. The massive hand spanned the swell as he began to smile.
“I feel you all day, a reminder of where you were.”
“Yeah?”
He looked proud as punch.
“Which is super fucking awkward when I’m working with your sister. Like I can’t exactly tell her that her brother is big in more than one way and he leaves me raw and hot and sticky every morning.”
“Mackenzie—”
The frown was back again.
“And every evening I find myself craving that feeling more than air.”
Just a moment of wonder, small and fragile and shared between us, then he was hoisting me up into his arms. “Troy…!” I yelped as he made for the door. “Naked, Troy and?—”
The bathroom door was shoved open and he rushed us across the hall and into the bedroom beyond. Kicking the door closed, I was laid down on the bed as he sank to his knees.
“This where you were aching?” he asked, kissing his way up my thigh. “Or is it here?”
There was no need to play games anymore. Somehow this man had learned my body better than I had. A single flick of his tongue across my clit had my hips arching up, wanting to mash my seam into his face.
“There…” I gasped. “You know…”
He did. With a chuckle, he bent his head, licking a stripe across my cunt. That glancing swipe across my clit, then the resulting slight chill as the air dried his saliva, was a tantalising glimpse of what was to come.
“You know what I need, Troy,” I said, rolling up onto my hips to watch him crouch over me.
“Damn straight.” His hands split my thighs wide, angling my hips backwards so I was completely open to him. “You wanna know what I was thinking of all day in that damn front end loader cab?” Callused palms rasped over my sensitive innerthighs, forcing me to shiver. When he stared into my eyes, something seemed to glitter in those blue depths, but I couldn’t identify what. “This, love.” That word, it was all too easy to read more than he intended into it. “Just this.”
I was dripping wet in more than one way and so ready that the minute his tongue touched my cunt, my whole body jumped. Our roles were reversed as my hand went to the back of his head, somehow afraid he’d pull away.
That would never happen.
Troy ate me out like a man starving every damn time. Separating my folds with his tongue, opening me up and then circling my clit with the tip until the sensitive spot came alive. Then he’d get bolder, rougher, pushing his tongue inside me, the stubble creating a prickling pressure I’d come to crave, before replacing his tongue with his fingers and then his lips fastened around my clit.
Fuck.
His hands, his mouth, they moved in time, creating a terrible tension inside me that just wound tighter.
“Troy…” I rasped out, ready to drag him upwards, because he was right. Coming never felt as good as when I was full of him. “Troy…”
“Come on my face the first time,” he ordered. “Give me this and I’ll make sure it’s not the only orgasm you have tonight. Need you soft, wet, so you can take me without it hurting.”
But he didn’t get it. Over the last month, I’d come to crave the pinch that came each time he pushed inside me. The burn of friction as he’d thrust deep. There was something buried deep that only came to life when he was fucking me, but right now I was helpless to argue. His fingers crooked up, almost reaching that sensitive spot, but not quite able to touch it, and the gap between the bliss I knew was coming and what I felt now was enough to have me doing exactly as he commanded. My hipsrocked back and forth, twitching as every pulse of pleasure tore through me, until finally I was clawing him closer.
“Troy…”
I sounded too damn needy, my legs wrapped around his waist.
“I know, love. I know.” First the feeling of that huge head finding my entrance, then my teeth unclenching as he pushed deep. “Nothing better than this. Nothing, nothing…”
