I run my hands down the length of her body as she straddles me, my hands wrapping around the backs of her thighs. She’s still wearing nothing but the sheer black thigh-highs strapped to the garter belt. “These are going to need to make another appearance,” I say, running my fingers along the length of the straps. With one more kiss, I move my body lower, lifting her just enough so I can get what I want.
“What are you—” Her words are clipped with her laugh at my eagerness.
“You’ve earned a ride, Crowne,” I say as I shift below her. “Sit on my mouth, baby, and let me hear you moan nice and loud for me.”
She bites her lip just as she places her knees on either side of my head.
I pull her down exactly where I want her and hum at the arousal that’s soaked between her thighs and along her slit. A breath escapes her lips just as she settles against me. She doesn’t try to hover or even hold back. She grinds her pussy on my mouth, rolling her hips, and moans as she takes what she needs. I work my tongue so she can use it, the scruff of my beard running up and down her clit on every roll, making her shiver. She gasps when I wrap my arms around her thighs and hold her down, nearly suffocating myself. It would be the best fucking way to go. Looking up, I see her playing with her tits as they move with her body.Fuck.
I can tell she’s about to come with the way her breath catches again, her moans turning quieter and her body going taut. I don’t let up, moving my tongue, adding more pressure, swirling and sucking, and the second I do, she cries out. Her body jerks forward as her orgasm works its way through her, thighs trembling and hands smacking down onto my chest to steady herself. She soaks my tongue with her cum, the taste of it changing just slightly, sweeter, as it wets my beard and drips along my chin.So fucking good.
The moment her body slackens, I move from under her, and she sprawls on her side, smiling. I kiss her shoulder and kneel behind her, wrapping her in my arms, my front to her back as she catches her breath. She hums as she nudges her ass against my cock.
I hiss out through my teeth, nearly ready to come. “Is this okay? Bare. Without—” I rush out.
She nods. “It’s okay,” she whispers.
I don’t want a condom. I don’t want to stop, but I’m not going to do anything that she’ll regret later. “Are you sure?”
On a breathy whisper, she says, “I want you to slide that cock right inside and?—”
Her words are cut short as I pull her body against me, drape her leg over mine, and angle us so I can drag my cock through her slicked pussy from behind. My fingers find her clit as I nudge my dick against her slit and slide in fully. A whimper leaves her at the stretch, and she lifts her knee for a better angle as she gasps my name. I can’t help but moan at how wet she is, the grip of her, and the slickness has my eyes rolling back.
“Like that,” I grit out, my lips pressed against her neck, just below her ear. “Fuck, baby, just like that.”
Working my fingers against her clit, it only takes a few minutes before she’s pulses around me, an audible gasp fleeing her chest, and then a moan that pushes me right to the edge. I drag my cock in and out, only twice more, unable to hold back the guttural sound that escapes me.
“On me,” she says, tipping her head up.
“Fuck—” I grit out, biting along her shoulder. Sweat drips down the center of my chest, my forearm tight from holding her against me. “Wyn,” I moan, sliding out of her and doing exactly as my dirty fucking girl asks.
My body shudders as my orgasm works me over, starting from every limb to the head of my dick, my spine curves, body jerking forward as I paint her pussy with my cum. I drag my dick through it, rubbing it along her skin and down the inside of her thigh as one last tremor works through me. Rocking my wrist slowly, I drag my palm up my shaft to the head of my dick, squeezing out every last fucking drop and spreading it on her skin. Both of us ride out what’s left of each other’s orgasms, messy and sweaty, and more satisfied than I can ever remember being in my life. Kissing up her neck, I come down from the high of it.
I’m still panting, my cock still semi-hard, as she says, “That was...” She sighs and takes a deep breath, melting back into me.I can hear her smile. “That was...” But instead of finishing that thought, she says, “You’re the most fun I’ve ever had.”
I smile against her, loving the way that makes me feel, and all I can think is that I want to be even more.
“Me too, baby.”
Thunder rumbling hasme stirring out of whatever deep sleep I fell into. The spot beside me isn’t as warm as it was, and it forces my eyes open.
Across the room in the oversize leather chair, Wyn sits curled up, wearing my dress shirt and writing vigorously in a notebook. The light from the corner is just enough to bathe her in shadows, her wavy hair tossed to one side. She has a smile spread across her lips as she looks out the picturesque windows, thinking about something. Whatever she’s focused on has her shifting back down to that notebook and writing more.
Sitting up, the thunder rumbles out again, and I decide to bring the comforter with me.
She finally notices me as I get up. “Did I wake you?”
I shake my head. “Just want to be near you,” I tell her, and she smiles softly.
She stands, making room for me on the chair, and then sits back down in my lap, the comforter pulled over us both. I kiss along her exposed neck and look at what she’s writing. Formulas to equations and then a doodle of two W’s. On the page across from that is a list of things that were front and center at the Foxx distillery today—water filtration system, UV filters, bottle shape and design...
Looking out at the dark sky, she says, “I don’t think I’ve ever been this excited about anything. And I know I can do this.”
Pride swells in my chest at hearing it. “I know you can too, baby.” Pressing another kiss to her shoulder, I reach for the notebook, looking at her scribbled pages.
“It feels right,” she says as she flips the page and jots down another item for her list of to-dos. “And I’m just deciding that I want it. Have you ever done that? Just listened to your gut, because you simply knew it was right?”
My chest warms as I hum and play with the ends of her hair. “Only once,” I say without any hesitation, and she turns her head to the side to look at me. “Falling in love with you,” I admit as her eyes meet mine. “Easiest feeling and decision I’ve ever made.”
