Even though I feel like I might die with how badly I want her.
“If something isn’t okay, tell me.”
Her eyes lock with mine, and I can’t speak. Can’t breathe. It’s the first time in over a decade that I’ve looked into another woman’s eyes while naked. All I can do is nod, and I hate the relief that takes over when she turns away from my face.
Baby steps. At least I’m not retreating.
It’ll take some getting used to. Having her look at me while my cock is in her hands, but it’ll get—
“Fuck!” I cry out as her lips wrap around my tip, her hand continuing to stroke my shaft. “I forgot how good it feels to have a sexy woman’s mouth on me.”
Reaching out, I massage her back, her body bent at my hip, and I can’t remember ever been had this way. And I fucking love it. She sucks me, alternating between taking me deep into the back of her throat and focusing on just the tip as her hand works my shaft. And the moan of delight she gives? Fucking heaven.
Watching her enjoy this sends me to another level of desire. It’s not something I expected with Phoebe, but nothing that’s happened between us has been expected. This woman is a constant surprise, and I almost curse myself out loud as the orgasm hits without warning.
It sneaks up on me, and I wish I’d had time to warn her before shooting my load into her throat. But if it bothers her, she doesn’t let it show. In fact, she sucks as I come, drawing out everything I have to offer before she swallows, making me jolt with a final shot of pleasure.
“Fuck, that was good,” I say, rubbing my chest with my right hand while I continue massaging her back with my left.
She sits up and smiles, but her eyes don’t move past my shoulders. The familiar itch twinges but fades quickly. I need to see her. To watch her see me.
“Look at me.”
She obeys, and the anxiety kicks up again, but it doesn’t last too long. “I’m glad you enjoyed it.”
“Sorry I didn’t warn you. It kind of surprised me.”
Blushing, she bites her lower lip. “It’s okay. I liked it. You have no idea how much I want to make you feel good, Tucker. I want you to feel as good as you make me feel when we’re together.” She frowns and furrows her brow. “I didn’t mean that to sound as sexual as it came out. When I’m around you in general, not just when you’re inside me… I’m going to just stop talking now.”
I grab her leg and flip her onto her back, and her surprised laughter makes me happy.
Holy shit.
I’m actually happy.
“That was kind of fun,” Phoebe says with another giggle.
“Yellow Crayon, please don’t ever stop talking. It makes me do crazy things, like get you drunk,” I murmur as I spread her legs apart.
She opens her mouth to say something, but it turns into a gasp as I dive down and taste her. I haven’t gone down on a woman since Jo, but it’s like riding a bike. And it doesn’t take much to figure out what Phoebe likes. Her gasps and writhing beneath me gives it away.
“Tucker,” she pants, her fingers massaging my scalp like I did her back. Tingles spread down my spine, and she shifts her hips, taking what she needs from my mouth. “Oh, right there. Right there.”
God, she tastes so fucking sweet, and I can’t get enough of her little mewls. The sound of her desperately seeking her orgasm as I suck and lick and swirl my tongue sends me to the moon and back.
Her thighs tremble on either side of my cheeks, and I know she’s close. I dip two fingers inside, moaning at her heat. No wonder I drown in my desire for her. Not only is she the sweetest woman I’ve ever met, she’s also so fucking sexy without knowing it.
“Yes!” Phoebe cries out, squeezing my face with her thighs. “Oh God, yes!”
Her pussy clenches around my fingers as I continue to fuck her until she’s finished. I just want to live here, but my cock is hard and aching again. I want her. I want to watch her as I enter her, and I want to see how she looks when she comes.
Removing my fingers, I move up her body and smile down at her face as she pants, her hands on her chest with her legs spread wide. “Happy?”
“So much,” she says. “You’re good at that.”
And she strokes my ego as well as my cock? Perfect fucking woman.
She looks at me with confusion as I hover over her, but I need to do this. I need to get past the pain and the fear.
