She forces down a swallow, then peeks at me with just one eye. “That’s not all, though.”
“Go on.”
Her other eye opens. “Okay, so for the first part, I want you to like...?talk me through it. With specifics. What you enjoy and all that. So I can please you. I want it to be good. And I think a lesson would be kind of sexy.”
My head lolls around my shoulders, eyes rolling back from the tempting image she’s painted. “Absolutely yes. Fuck yes. A million times yes. Where do I sign?”
She kisses me, just a little appreciative peck.
“And second?” asks the luckiest son of a bitch on the planet.
“After the lesson, I want it to be a little intense.Almostrough. Perhaps I’m in your handcuffs.” Her eyelashes flutter as she fights her shyness. “I guess I have a picture in my head of how it would be.”
Jesus Leonardo Fucking Christ.She’s trying to kill me. There’s only so much blood that my dick can handle at one time.
“Rough could mean many different things.” My voice comes out gruffer than usual. And it was already taking on a smoker’s rasp when she teased me about telling her fantasies to someone else. “Can you be more specific?”
“Another time. I think that’s enough sharing for now.”
She tries to retreat, but I tighten my grip to keep her in place. Not to control her. I simply want her to feel wanted, no matter what she says. And I’m damn sure not going to let her fears or nervousness pull her away from my love.
“It’s fine if you don’t want to explain it now, but we can’t do that part until you’re clear with me.”
“Understood.” She sucks both her lips into her mouth, her tongue sneaking out to swipe at them nervously. “Can we do the lesson tonight when we get out of the tub?”
My eyes catch on the sharp rise and fall of her breasts, moving in concert with her racing breathing. Ilovehow she’s getting hot from the idea of giving me head almost as much as I love this view.
She could have had the most depraved fantasy, and I’d bring it to life for her. But this one? So simple and innocent. I’d never deny her. Her fantasies are mine.
She taps the underside of my chin gently. “Hey, I’m up here, big guy.”
Cheeky vixen.
Leaning forward, I close the scant space separating our upper bodies. I fucking kiss this precious woman like my lifedepends on it. And maybe it does. Because without her, I don’t see how I could go on.
Before Lila, I wasn’t alive. I was a facsimile of a man, going through the motions.
With Lila, my lungs inhale fresh air for the first time. I can’t imagine ever breathing again without her near. She’s the sunlight and oxygen, giving me life.
Every breath with her is sweet. Every brush of her skin is fire. And with every passing second, I love her more.
It’s happening so fast. Consciously, I realize that. I’m not a fool. But I don’t fucking care if it’s fast. It’s right. And it always has been.
Because it’s always been her.
It’s possible I’ve always been in love with her. Even when I didn’t realize it or foolishly denied it.
Without retreating from her mouth, I answer her earlier question. As I speak, our lips caress with each word. “Yes, cookie. I’d love to teach you how to suck my cock. But first, I want to fuck you in this tub.”
“Right now?” She shimmies backward, reaching for my dick without waiting for a response. “If you insist.”She gives it a couple of firm strokes, and her eyes flash with approval. “Wow. You’reveryhard. Is it always like this? How haven’t I noticed?”
I grin salaciously, my gaze traveling down our bodies to where she lines up my tip with her entrance. Thank fuck most of the bubbles have dissipated.
This view isexquisite.
“Cookie, I think visualizing your fantasy redirected every ounce of blood to my dick. Even more than usual.”
She releases my rigid length, allowing her pussy to keep me in place as she sinks onto me. Her mouth falls open, and her eyes lazily roll back. “Oh, god. That’ssogood.”
