Her lips formed a perfect circle as she gasped, “Oh.”
“I know it’s only been a short time since we met, but it’s been long enough for me to know I don’t want this thing between us to end.” I yanked her against my chest and cradled her face in my palms. “I’m in it for the long haul, baby. I hope you are, too.”
Her smile was blinding. “I don’t know what tomorrow is going to bring, but I do know I want to spend it with you.”
I felt as though a weight had been lifted from my shoulders as I teased, “I’m hoping for more of a commitment than tomorrow.”
She laughed softly and rolled her eyes. “I meant tomorrow as in the future, silly.”
Thank fuck.I wanted all of her tomorrows.
12
VICTORIA
I’d never had anyone give me a gift like this before. He’d spent a couple of thousand dollars on the equipment, but it wasn’t the money that impressed me. The thought he’d put into it was what got to me. We’d only known each other for a short time, but he already knew me so well. He saw to my needs before I could even give voice to them, almost as though we’d been together forever.
The care he took with me was so darn attractive. It made me want him more than I already did, and that was a whole heck of a lot. “And today, I want to say thank you.”
“I think you just did, baby.” He flashed me a panty-dropping grin.
Shaking my head, I dropped to my knees in front of him. I was a novice when it came to blow jobs, but I was dying to give him the same pleasure I received whenever he devoured my pussy. Smiling up at him, I yanked his zipper down. “But I want to do it properly and it’s as good an excuse as any to get my mouth on you.”
He lifted a lock of my hair off my forehead and nodded, his dark eyes filled with sensual heat. “I’d be an idiot to turn downthe chance to see your pretty lips wrapped around my cock if that’s what you want.”
Wrapping my fist around his dick to pull it out of his boxer briefs, I licked the underside, then swirled my tongue around the tip.
“Oh, fuck, Victoria,” he groaned, his hips pumping forward. “That feels so fucking good, baby.”
“Mmm,” I hummed as I sucked hard on his shaft, bobbing my head up and down his length.
My gaze drifted up his torso, and my panties grew damp when I saw the blatant pleasure on his gorgeous face. “Your mouth is heaven.”
My hand drifted down to cup his balls, and a muscle jumped in his jaw. Emboldened by his reactions and wanting to push him over the edge, I increased the suction of my mouth and swirled my tongue around his hard length.
“Fuck, baby.” On my next glide back, he wrapped my hair around his fist and held my head in place, the tip of his dick kissing my lips. “If you don’t stop, I’m going to come long and hard down your throat.”
Tilting my head back, I flashed him a smug grin. “Please do.”
“But then I wouldn’t be able to do this,” he growled as he slid his hands under my armpits and pulled me off his dick. He lifted me in the air as though I barely weighed anything and bypassed the bed—which didn’t have any sheets since I’d stripped it days ago but hadn’t bothered putting them back on since neither of us were using it—to stalk into the living room. When he sat on the couch, he settled me on his lap with my back against his chest, hanging one of my legs over his thigh and the other over the arm of the couch. Then he yanked my shirt over my head and stripped my bra from my chest.
I was half naked and wide open to his touch, and he didn’t waste the opportunity. His hand slid up my thigh, and he cupped my pussy with his palm.
My voice was throaty as I said, “You still could’ve touched me after you came down my throat.”
“I’m gonna do a fuck of a lot more than just touch you, baby.” He wrapped one hand around my hip to boost me up a little and tugged my yoga pants and panties down my thighs with the other. A growl rumbled in Whit’s chest when he stroked a finger through my wetness. “Love how drenched you get for me.”
His fingers softly strummed my clit, making my hips jerk up to meet his touch. The hand at my hip glided up so he was cupping my breast, my nipple pebbling beneath his palm. Anything I might have said in reply was swallowed by my gasp when he inserted a finger into my slick channel. Pleasure zinged straight to my core, and my breathing became choppy. “More,” I panted.
Whit chuckled and slipped in another finger. “Like this, baby?”
“Uh-huh.”
“I love that this is all for me.” He thrust his fingers in and out of me. “Your mouth, your tits, your pussy. Mine.”
His possessive growl pushed me closer to the edge, but he withdrew his fingers before I reached my climax. “No, please. Don’t stop. I was so close.”
“Don’t worry, baby. I’ll never leave you hanging for long,” he promised as he shifted position to line the tip of his cock with my entrance.
