Chapter 29
Hadley
My tongue travels the length of her entrance, and her eyes snap open. Her mouth gapes around a moan.
Nowthisis a memory I will be revisiting many times.
The taste of her.
The sight of her draped over my pillows, legs spread wide, breasts bouncing with every heavy breath she huffs through.
My balls tighten at the sight, the sounds she makes, the way she tastes.
There’s no going back from a heaven like this.
A man can’t recover from making the promised land only to have it taken away from him. We’re better off never knowing this exists.
I’m so screwed.
Green eyes, heated with blown-out pupils, are locked on mine.
She likes watching.
Hell, I like being watched as I eat this perfect pussy like it’s my salvation.
Fuck, she damn well is.
“More . . . please.” She wriggles.
Realizing I’ve been lost in my head and stuck staring at her, I swallow, running my tongue around her clit. I slide two fingers inside her tight channel, and she arches off the bed.
Nowthisis a sight I’m burning into my long-term memory.
Fuck. Me.
I want those tits in my mouth. I want my mouth on her pussy. I want to be sunk so deep into this woman, never shall we be apart again. Suckling down on her clit, I growl, letting the sound work its magic over the sensitive bud.
Maggie snaps off the bed, hands sinking into my hair in a vicious grip. “Ha—oh my go?—”
Her pussy milks my fingers.
Christ, I almost come on the covers. The throb in my cock is so damn painful, I’m desperate for relief. Desperate to be inside her. Sucking down hard on her pulsing nub, I draw out the waves that have her bucking against my mouth.
I lap up her release.
That’s the last damn straw. I scramble forward, hauling her off the bed. She’s almost limp, still in that post-orgasm haze as I spin her on her knees and wrap my body around hers.
“Sunshine, spread those knees for me, baby. I’m fucking desperate for you.”
Her arm wraps around my neck, and she guides my mouth to hers as her knees widen. “Come on, cowboy, take what you need.”
A stone swells in my throat with her soft words. With the way she sees me so I feel seen, how she intuitively knows how to fulfill my every need. I run the tip of my cock through her entrance. She’s so wet. Christ, she’s heaven. I slip the tip inside and we both moan. I bite down on her shoulder, sending my hand to her front, fondling her breast, pinching the nipple.
“That’s cruel. Giving a girl just the tip. Pure torture.”
I slide from her entrance and suckle the bite mark on her neck.
“For that little remark, I’m going to stick it somewhere else.”
