Her arms fly to the side, grabbing at the sheets in desperation as I twirl my tongue around her clit, not stopping even when she begs. Instead, I continue to eat her with deep strokes, moving my head side to side, completely losing it when she screams my name, quivering beneath me.
“I need you to come, Belle,” I growl, then really let her have it.
“Jack,” she moans. “Please.”
“Please, what?” I mumble against her clit, which causes her to buck wildly into my face.
“Come up here. I need you,” she cries.
Yeah… well, too bad.I need her to come on my face like I need air to breathe, and nothing will stop me until she does.
I pick up my pace, feeling her body shake when I flatten my tongue against her clit. Her knees buckle beneath my hold, and her screams get louder and louder with each thrash of my head. She cries out, whimpering my name as her orgasm rips through her body, and I lick and suck every drop from her until the very last quiver.
I kiss her softly on her clit, around her sex, and along her inner thighs. I love her body, her smooth pale skin against my tanned olive hands, restraining her like this.
“I don’t think I can breathe anymore.” She sighs in happiness. “Now, please get up here.”
I sit up, then lean over to kiss her pouty lips. “Mmm, I do like it when you beg,” I say, and she smirks, playfully hitting me in the arm.
When she looks up, her eyes catch mine, and we both still.
A shared feeling of contentment passes through us. I can tell by the way her lips part ever so slightly and her eyes dilate that she feels whatever this is too. “Kiss me again, Jack,” she whispers.
I push her legs apart once more. A sense of urgency drives me to slide home in one hard thrust before I lean down and give my girl what she wants.
Our kiss starts sweet and tender as I slowly pump in and out of her, relishing in the way she’s squeezing around me.
Belle breaks our kiss to press her lips against my heart. “Mine,” she whispers, and I freeze, letting the emotions hit me right there where her lips press again,my heart.
“I’m yours, my beautiful B, just as you’re mine. You do know that, right?”
Her eyes lift to meet mine. “I do, Jack.”
I pull out, then slide back in, again and again, never blinking. I don’t want to miss even the slightest breath she takes.
Our bodies rock in sync, our breathing loud and desperate as we work together, chasing our release. I reach down and press slow but deliberate circles to her clit, watching as her body reacts and slowly starts to shake sooner than I anticipated, gripping me tight like a noose.
Her mouth gapes and her breathing picks up, but no sound escapes as she comes around me, and I follow her only seconds later, falling against her when I can’t hold myself up anymore.
When I feel like my body has even an ounce of its strength back, I lean up, kiss her hard on the mouth, then roll over on my side to take her all in.
“You seem relaxed. I think you need to start taking more holidays with less work. It suits you,” she says.
“It does feel nice. Although I won’t lie, it’s still semi-stressful thinking about all the work I’ll have when I return.”
“Declan will have handled everything. He won’t let you come back to a mess.”
“Some things can only be handled by me. I have new tennis pro clients of Wills’s that recently retired and want to invest in athletic wear, but other than that, I guess I could get used to this. Maybe we’ll come back every year to France—” I cut myself off when a thought comes to me.
“What is it?”
I chuckle, thinking how mad I’m going to make Wills. “I’m going to buy the house next door to the holiday home Wills bought just to piss him off. I don’t care how much I have to pay the owners.”
“Oh my god, he would die.” She laughs. “But it’s also genius.”
“I know, it’s so easy to rile him up. I feel like I can’tnotdo it now.”
“You really have to,” Belle says as she turns on her side, mirroring my position.
