I chuckle and she moans, grinding down on my face.
“Another one.”
“Why did the tomato blush? He saw the salad dressing.”
I huff out a groan. “That’s the corniest joke I’ve ever heard.”
She chuckles but it turns to a mewl when I run my tongue through her center, gripping her hips. Not letting up, I sweep my tongue over her clit, suckling it before biting down.
“Ha—”
My name disintegrates into a moan.
Best fucking sound I’ve ever heard.
Removing my hand from her hip, I send two fingers inside her, curling them forward.
Now she drops her forehead to the headboard, green eyes homed in on mine. “Oh my go?—”
She bucks, grinding against my mouth as she tightens around my fingers.
If I thought seeing her happy did it for me, seeing her come undone is destroying me in the best way possible. My chest caves at the sight of her coming all over my damn face.
And I know from this moment on I’ll be keeping count of all the times I can make her look just like that.
Selfish man, I am.
She’s shaking from head to toe when I finally peel her grip away from the headboard.
She drops down into my lap when I push up to my seat.
“Hey.” I cradle her face in my hands. “Still coming back down?”
Her gaze studies my face as she nods. I kiss her mouth, then leave light pecks over the apples of her cheeks, her temples, and then along her jaw.
“Hadley?” My name is a plea.
“Yeah, Sunshine,” I rasp.
“It’s not enough.”
“I don’t know if I can . . . properly.”
She drops her forehead to mine. “I can.”
“Bare, baby?”
“If you want to.”
“Fucking oath I want to.”
Raising to her knees, she straddles my lap, lining my aching cock up with her wet entrance.
Her hands cup my face.
I wanted our first time to be incredible. Instead, I’m three-quarters of a man, with a busted leg. But you’ll never see me deny this woman a thing.
She lowers, swallowing my tip, and the feeling is more than I could have imagined. Her lips part as she moans, stilling with me only just inside her.
