Page 114 of Hometown Halftime

I take a nipple into my mouth and suck, circling the bud with my tongue. I take my time with her, learning what makes her breathe change, what makes her hips buck beneath me, what pulls those soft sounds from her throat. And when her hands finally guide me toward the other breast, her hips start to rock against me and I see stars.

“Fuck, Riley, I’m so turned on right now,” she pants.

My fingers fist into the sheet by her head. “You have me so hard with this body and all the pretty sounds you make. Kinsey, I need to make you come first. Tell me I can make you feel good.”

“Yes, please. I think I’ll die if you don’t.”

I kiss her one more time before moving lower, over her stomach until I position my body between her legs. She watches me as I place one soft kiss right above her clit, causing her hips to move, searching for contact.

Her fingers thread into my hair as she says, “I want you to make me come, Riley.”

I lower my mouth to her pussy and take one long, slow lick through her center. The first taste of her nearly knocks the breath from my lungs. Warm, soft, and completely fucking intoxicating. The way she gasps at the contact sends heat through my veins.

My tongue circles her clit, just as her fingers did, as I wrap my arms around her thighs, holding her against me. I keep my eyes on her to watch as her head tilts back against the pillow, exposing the column of her neck. Then I pick up the tempo, and her hands fist the sheets. Her moans and soft sounds shoot right to my dick that’s now rock hard and weeping in my briefs.

I watch every second of it unfold. The tension building in her body, the way her abs tighten, the sheen of sweat gathering against her skin while her fingers twist harder into the sheets. And fuck, I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything more beautiful than Kinsey falling apart beneath me.

She’s simply…perfect.

I keep my pressure steady until her eyes fly open, looking down at me. My hips buck against the mattress as her mouth opens in a wordless gasp, and then she erupts beneath me.

Her eyes squeeze shut, and I keep going, riding it out with her, my hips rocking and fuck, I feel the pressure, my balls tightening with each press of my hips to the bed. She moves against my tongue, using me, chasing her climax. The second she says my name, I’m gone.

I come so hard that my vision blurs while I press my forehead against her thigh.

“Shit, Kinsey,” I choke out. “Jesus Christ.”

My cock throbs with each wave of my orgasm until I can’t breathe. I’m still trying to recover my ability to form a coherent thought when Kinsey reaches down and brushes her fingers through my hair.

“Are you okay?” she asks, still breathless.

A laugh breaks out of me.

“Damn it, Kinsey. I can’t control myself around you.” I kiss the inside of her thigh. “Are you okay?”

“Better than okay. That was so hot.” She takes a deep breath. “And a ten out of ten orgasm. I’m going to sleep like a baby tonight.”

Her words ease the flicker of embarrassment trying to creep in. Because, yeah, maybe coming before we even got to the main event wasn’t exactly how I imagined this moment going in my head. But that’s what this woman does to me.

Kinsey doesn’t look disappointed, though. If anything, she looks smug.

“You seem very proud of yourself right now,” I mutter, glancing up at her.

She bites back a grin, still playing with my hair as I kiss her thigh.

“I might be.”

I shake my head, laughing again as I push myself upright. “This is going to become a serious problem for me.”

“Watch out, Weston,” she says teasing. “Now I know the power I hold.”

I’m so fucked. Like in the best possible way, simply fucked when it comes to her.

I roll off the mattress and point at her. “Don’t move.”

Her eyes close as she lets out a happy hum. “Wasn’t planning on it.”

I pull the duvet off the bed, throw it on the chair in the corner and head for the closet, grabbing the thick blanket folded on the top shelf. I shake the clean blanket out over the mattress before draping it across her. My hands brush her arm during the process, and the tiny contact sends heat straight through me all over again.