“You have no idea how many times I’ve thought of you naked beneath me. The things I’ve imagined doing to your perfect little body. The way I’ve ached to hear you scream my name.” I push into her a little more and the breathless whimper she lets out has me so hard it hurts. “Look at me, baby.” Her eyes open. “Good girl. Now, tell me you want this.”
“I wantyou, Eighty-Seven. All of you andonly you.”
I press my lips to hers and swallow her moans. My hand travels down her body, and I cup her again.
Warm. Wet. Welcoming.
Vulnerability, trust, and love swims in her eyes, and it makes me realize it’s not a new look.
I thought after she said those three words I’ve been waiting to hear, the message in her eyes would be different but she’s looking at me how she always does.
She’s loved me all along.
I pull on the lace, and her panties rip in my hand. I toss it aside and stare at the most private parts of her. For a second time, my mouth goes dry.
I have no words for what’s in front of me.
She’s waxed bare, silky and smooth.
“You’re so damn perfect, Erin.”
“I like myself like this. Is that okay?”
I answer by pressing my lips to her pubic bone. Her back arches.
“You’re in control. If you want to stop, we stop. Understand?”
She nods.
I move closer to her sweet spot, trailing hot open-mouthed kisses across her perfect skin.
“Words, baby, give them to me. I always want to hear that pretty voice.”
“I understand.”
“May I?”
“Yes,” she whispers. I waste no time burying my head between her gorgeous thighs.
She moans as soon as my tongue touches her. I let out a groan and close my eyes, her taste melting on my tongue.
It takes every bit of my self-control to not take everything I want from her. She’s already a mess, practically shaking beneath me. I flatten my tongue and part her lips with my fingers, exposing her sweet center and that enticing little bud. Her hands clench around the sheets as I taste. I soak in her gasps as I keep her trembling legs parted.
I shift to kiss the inside of her thighs, missing her immediately. She’s a slice of heaven I never want to go without.
“Eyes on me, Bookworm. I want you to see me and only me, okay?”
She nods, and I push a single digit inside of her, keeping my eyes locked on hers. She’s so damn wet, my finger slips in with ease. Her eyes flutter shut instantly, her pussy tightening around me.
“Fuck, baby. You’re so tight,” I say, hanging my head as I pump in and out of her leisurely. “Open your eyes, Erin. Tell me how it feels.”
“So good. Your fingers—they’re so big.”
A smirk traces my lips. “Baby, it’s just one.”
“What?!” she chokes out, her eyes bulging at the truth. “Oh, God.”
I bite the inside of my cheek to keep from laughing. She’s just too adorable. I chuckle. “Careful, baby. My ego’s already plenty big.” I watch as my finger eases out of her in a sluggish manner. I want to give her more. “Do you think you can do another?” I ask, rolling my thumb over her clit.
