I trust this man, and he’s telling me that he trusts me too.
But there’s still so much more I need to be honest with him about.
Focus, Vienna. There will be a time to bring that up, but now is not it.
Rhonan pushes my thighs open wider and with his eyes locked on mine, he drops to his knees and drags his tongue all the way through me. “Fuckkkkk…” he draws out before repeating the movement over and over again.
“More, please...”
Another long drag of his tongue. “I told you, you’re gonna have to be patient, Vienna. Be a good girl and listen to me, and I promise, I’ll let you come.” He licks two of his fingers and then slowly pushes them inside of me, pumping them in a rhythm that makes my entire body quake.
“Yes, Rhonan.”
His tongue returns to my clit. “Fuck, I love hearing you say my name while I’m eating your pussy,” he mumbles as his tongue works me over.
“Rhonan…” I moan again. He growls in response.
“You’d better say my name when you come, Vienna.” As he picks up his pace, I watch him focus on what he’s doing—using his fingers expertly, moving his tongue against my clit with the perfect amount of pressure, and then he just…stops.
“Rhonan!”
He stands, pumping his cock and giving me the perfect view of his physique—his broad shoulders, his massive chest, those muscular arms, and that V of his hips that makes women drool, much like I feel myself doing at this very moment. “Are you on the pill, Vienna?”
“I—yes,” I reply, with a hint of desperation in my voice.
“I just…” His voice strains when he says, “I want you bare. I don’t want anything between us.”
Pulling him toward me, I mumble against his lips. “God, I want that too.”
“Lie back then, baby.” I scoot toward the head of the bed as he crawls over me. Once my head is resting comfortably on the pillow, Rhonan rests his body between my legs and lines his cock up to my pussy, dragging the head of it over my clit. “You have no idea how crazy you make me feel, Vienna.”
“I think I understand a little.”
He shakes his head. “No. How intensely I crave you? It’s like nothing I’ve ever felt before. But I’m not sure how I’m supposed to stop that.”
“Don’t stop,” I breathe out, shaking my head.
His lips part as he lines his cock up to my entrance and pulses inside, giving me another inch of him with each thrust until he’s filling me completely. “Fuck, baby. You’re so hot, so wet, so fucking perfect.” His thrusts get harder and deeper, sliding inside of me with very little resistance as he rests his forehead on mine and our bodies move in sync.
I never knew that sex could be this passionate, this carnal. This man moves in a way that makes me think his body was made for mine. He knows what I need, when to speed up and slow down, when to push harder and how to touch me in the perfect way that the ecstasy is almost too good to bear.
“Fuck me, Rhonan.” I claw at his back as he finds his pace, sliding in and out of me, letting me feel every inch of him as he hits that sweet spot deep inside of me that I know will make me see stars. I was so close to coming earlier that it doesn’t take me long to find the brink of that release again. “Oh God…I’m gonna come,” I warn, bracing myself for the impact.
“Soak my cock, baby. Clench that pussy around me.”
The orgasm slams into me fast and hard. Rhonan reaches between us to rub my clit and make it more intense. It lasts for so long that I almost feel like it’s never going to end, and honestly, I don’t want it to.
This life, this man—it’s something I never could have dreamed of as a possibility.
But Rhonan Hart has shown me what real love can look and feel like.
I’m in love with him.
I think I have been for a while.
I just need to move on completely from my past now. It’s not something I can put off any longer.
When my orgasm subsides, I open my eyes to find Rhonan smirking down at me. “Fuck, I love watching you come.”
