I twist our bodies and lay her back on the bed, stretching out on top of her. “God, I hope not.”
CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE
A damn good five minutes
Remington
I havea moment of panicked déjà vu when I wake before dawn, alone in my bed… until I hear the toilet flushing.
Rolling onto my back, I tuck my hands beneath my head and reminisce about last night. Opening up to Mindy about my feelings had been nerve-racking at first, but now? Hell, now it just feels exhilarating and like the weight of a thousand elephants has been lifted off my shoulders. Who knew?
The sex had been off-the-charts, of course. I’d used some of the tantric sex practices I’d worked on over the years, and it finally gave me the pure satisfaction I’ve been searching for. Apparently you need the right person for it to be completely effective.
While the sex part of tantric sex is amazing, the main goal of the practice is to chase emotional connection rather than orgasms. And boy, had Mindy and I connected last night.
We were one body breathing together with as much skin-to-skin contact as possible. At times we weren’t even moving our lower bodies, even while I was inside her. We used our hands to touch and explore each other’s erogenous zones while kissing deeply. By the time we both climaxed at the end, we were clinging together like we would die without the other.
“What’s that smile for?” a saucy little voice asks, pulling me from my thoughts. I turn my head to find a deliciously naked redhead crossing the room.
“I’ll give you one guess,” I tell her with a wicked grin.
Her eyes eat me up, dragging down my bare torso to the dove-gray sheet barely covering my morning wood. Her right hand follows the path of her gaze, stopping just above the cover.
“Hmmm, I’m not a mind-reader, you know, but I bet with a little investigation, I can figure it out.” She tugs the sheet down another inch, exposing the leaking head of my cock.
“You’re a smart girl. I have faith in your investigative abilities.”
She looks down at my dick peeking out and gasps as if surprised to see it. “Why, Mr. Hale, I believe I’ve found a clue.”
When she licks her lips, my tip leaks a droplet of pre-cum onto my stomach, and my voice lowers into an aching rasp. “Why don’t you check it out? Thoroughly.”
Straddling my thighs, she takes that last word to heart, giving my cock and balls a comprehensive examination… with her tongue. By the time she finally takes me into her mouth, beads of sweat dot my face and neck.
“Fuuuuck, baby,” I groan, tunneling my hands into her hair to guide her mouth up and down my length. She’s been toying with me so long, I’m already right on the edge of sanity.
When I thrust up roughly into her mouth, she gags a little before letting out the sexiest moan of approval. “You like that, Mindy? You like driving me fucking crazy until I fuck your throat?” She smiles around me and does something with her tongue that has me arching my neck and shoving my head back into the pillow.
“Goddammit,” I croak out, trying to hold on for one more minute. Looking down my body through heavy eyes, the sight of her full lips and hollowed cheeks is my undoing. And by the twinkle in her eyes, she knows it.
With a long suck, she pulls out to the tip, swirls her tongue around the head, and then goes down hard and fast, bobbing that pretty head up and down as I meet her with my own pumps. My eyes fixate on her ass up in the air, and I grit my teeth, feeling like I might crack a molar.
“You ever had a dick in that perfect ass of yours, baby?”
She shakes her head.
“I’m going to fucking ruin that tight little hole,” I threaten.
Mindy wiggles her backside, and I can practically hear her saying, “Bring it on, mister.” And I’m sure that’s exactly what she would say if her hot little mouth wasn’t full of my cock.
The mere thought of taking her like that unravels the last of my restraint, and I give her a courtesy warning. “About to come…”
She sucks the living hell out of me, those gorgeous lips like a vice around my root, and I finally let go. Every muscle in my body goes taut and hard as I release into her mouth, only relaxing into a puddle once my girl has swallowed every last drop.
“Mother of god, woman,” I pant. “I think I require resuscitation.”
Mindy lets me slide from her mouth, a satisfied smirk on her face as she sits up and swipes a finger beneath her lower lip. “Shall I call an ambulance?”
I press a hand over my heart, which is beating double time. “No time for that. It’s an emergency. Come up here and put your hot little cunt on my face. It’s the only thing that’ll save me.”
