“Fuck,” I whisper, letting my eyes lazily drag over her every curve. “You’re stunning.”
I move in close, pick her up by the waist, and place her on the bar. I capture her lips, and this time, she opens her mouth just enough to let our tongues tangle and I get lost in the feeling as her legs wrap around me. She pulls herself close enough that I can feel her arousal on my skin.
With a groan, I trail kisses across her jaw and down her neck. I give us enough space, and grip her legs to spread them wide. I dip my head down between them and press my mouth right up against her pussy.
One of her hands falls back behind her, propping her up, while her other hand sifts through my hair, holding me in place.
“God,” she whispers as I kiss her for a few seconds before I spread her with two fingers and lap my tongue against her clit. “Oh God,” she says louder.
I know how much she loves this, even though she was shy about it at first. She encourages it now and I fucking love that.
Wanting her to come on my tongue, I flatten it and slowly drag it over her clit, feeling her tense with every stroke.
Feeling her tremble.
Hearing her moans as she tries to squeeze her legs, but I don’t let her.
With one last drag of my tongue, I bring my lips to her clit and suck on it, the sensation causing her to buck her hips as she yells, “Oh fuck.”
Her jolt separates me, so I grip her arse and pull her close again, repeating the sensation, which draws a long, feral moan from her lips.
I spend the next minute sucking on her clit, playing with her breasts, pushing her toward her climax as her breaths become labored and her legs continue to tighten around me.
She digs into my hair, tugging, turning me on so goddamn much that my cock pushes against my shorts, begging to be played with.
But this isn’t about me.
I want her losing control, so I suck just a touch harder, knowing I’m on the border between pain and pleasure, but it doesn’t seem to bother her.
“Fuck, Theo…oh God…” Her mouth parts, her body tenses, and a wave of arousal hits my tongue right before she comes, her moans ringing through my ears as I flick my tongue across her clit, trying to help her ride her orgasm out until she’s completely spent.
After a few seconds, she collapses on top of the bar, her arm draping over her eyes as she catches her breath.
I take her hand in mine, pull her close to me, letting her wrap her legs around my waist. She buries her head in the crook of my neck as her hand finds my hair again. I kiss the side of her head, holding her tight as well, not ever wanting to let go.
After a few seconds, she pulls away just enough to look me in the eyes. “I don’t want you to leave.”
“I know,” I say. “I’ll do whatever you want.” My hands drag up and down her back. “I’m yours, Renley, all yours.”
“Then…fuck me,” she says.
Those two words, they’re my undoing.Fuck. Yes.
I push my shorts and boxer briefs down, step out of them, and then lift her off the counter. I position her right on my cock and then lower her down before spinning her up against the wall.
She gasps from the impact but then her mouth is on mine as I slip my hands to her bum, grip her tightly, and start slamming into her, losing all sense of control.
I need to claim her, to show her that she’s mine, to make sure she understands that I’m it. I’m the one she needs, wants, desires. The fact that she couldn’t stand the thought of me walking out that door makes me even more determined to sort this rubbish out.
Her mouth is greedy as her tongue dives into mine. Her fingernails dig into my shoulders, marking me, showing me that her passion is matching mine.
And with every pierce of my skin, my body grows wilder, my hips flexing into her, my cock a driving force, causing her to gasp, to moan, to shiver with every thrust.
“Yes,” she cries out, her body straining. “Oh my God, yes, Theo. Faster.”
Fuck.
I move her hips with my thrusts, pumping her pussy up and down on my cock, the friction so goddamn powerful that my orgasm starts to rise, my body tingling, the early signs of falling over niggling at the back of my neck.
