Page 137 of You Saw the Best In Me

My cock is already hard for her, and when she wraps those perfect lips around my tip, I drop my head back and groan.

Fuck.

She works her mouth up and my length, using her hand to jerk me simultaneously. I take a fistful of her hair and guide her further, feeling the back of her throat.

She moans with my cock in her mouth before coughing, so I ease my grip, and she takes a breath.

“Look at you, kitten. Sucking my cock like a good girl. Do you want more?” I ask, and she nods.

She starts up again, and I let her work at her own pace until I can barely hold on.

There’s no way I’m finishing down her throat, not tonight. I need to be inside her.

I lay her on her back, kissing her neck and reaching her breasts. I slide the lace over, taking a nipple in my mouth, teasing it lightly with my tongue.

I reach down and line my tip at her entrance, the wetness already pooling and waiting for me.

I push into her, and she arches her back. At first, I go slow, pushing in and pulling out, which drives her wild.

She moans my name, and I push all the way inside her, feeling how she stretches for me.

She wraps her arms around my neck, pulling me down for a kiss while I work my hips, angling her legs so I can push in deeper.

Our lips break apart, but I keep my forehead on hers, and we share the same breaths.

“Fuck, Mav. Harder,” she whispers, and I can feel her clench around me.

I thrust harder, the sound of our skin slapping together filling the room.

She moans softly and digs her nails into my back, and I watch her eyes fall shut as her orgasm takes over. I feel her legs shaking against mine, and she’s still moaning while I chase my release.

“Come for me, Angel. Show me what I do to you,” she says, bringing me over the edge.

I groan, hot spurts of my come filling her.

I collapse onto her chest and it feels as if she's trying to catch her breath.

“Is this why you wanted Harper to go for ice cream?” I ask, and she mischievously smiles.

“Maybe. Maybe I was so distracted thinking about you all day at work, I couldn’t wait to get you alone,” she bites her lip, and I pepper kisses across her tits.

“You’re a horny little devil,” I smile, and she strokes my cheek.

We shower together, and I gently wash her hair. The water trickles over us both, and I tilt her chin to meet my gaze.

“You and me, we’re invincible,” I say, and she closes her eyes.

“Keep loving me as you do, and never let me go,” she whispers, and I melt.

“I promise,” I vow, and I mean it.

The water turns cold, and we dry off, deciding to spend the evening on the patio and snuggling together under a blanket when the air turns chilly.

Nights like these make everything I’ve survived worth it. After my mother died, I never thought I’d find someone who would understand me, and my pain.

Karina changed my thinking and made me believe that love is possible.

Two broken people can heal each other and learn to live with the pain rather than being defined by it.