Page 71 of The Only Thing That's Real
Slowly she peels her eyes open, finding me when she does.
“You’re fucking magnificent.”
“More,” she says, circling her hips, looking for more sensation.
“You want more of this?” I flick my tongue over her sensitive bundle of nerves. “Or more of this?” I add a third finger, preparing her for my cock.
“All of it. All of you.”
All of me.
Over and over, my tongue and fingers bring her to the edge and just as she’s about to fall, I pull back or slow down. When she screams that she can’t take anymore, I fucking feast on her giving her what she’s begging for. Her pussy clenches around my soaked hand as she comes and comes and comes. Just as her climax ebbs, I pull back to watch her flushed cheeks, tight nipples, and hooded eyes that have been on mine since I ordered her to open them. Just as her body relaxes, I flick my tongue over her swollen clit and she yelps from the surprise and resurfaced sensation.
“No more,” she huffs between unsteady breaths. “I want you inside me.”
Rising to my knees, I watch her watch me suck her arousal from my fingers, wanting her to see how muchI love the taste of her. Then I kiss her. Long and hard. “You taste good, don’t you?”
She nods, her fingernails lightly trailing down my back.
“Lay down,” I instruct, pulling the comforter down.
She adjusts herself her curls loose and spread out beneath her on her pillow. Unable to resist, I nip at one of her perfect nipples, licking away the sting, before repeating the actions on the other one.
Grabbing the condom, I slipped from my jeans pocket before joining her on the bed, I tear open the packet with my teeth.
“I sure hope that’s an extra-large?” she jokes as I sheath myself.
“You scared of what you see, sweetheart?”
“Nah, I’m always up for a challenge.”
“Darlin’, you’ve been nothing but a challenge since the day I met you.” I take her breast into my mouth, the tip of my cock rubbing against her clit. Her hands are in my hair, holding on as if I might disappear.
“Knox, please,” she begs.
Her plea is all it takes for me to slide into her. At first, just an inch to gauge how well she can take me. I pull back and ease my way back in a little more with each gentle thrust, not wanting to hurt her.
Her hands grasp my ass, trying to push me all the way in. “Give me all of you.”
Granting her wish, I slam into her until she has all of me, and nothing has ever felt better as we move together. “God damn, Ryan. Where the hell have you been hiding?” Shifting to my knees, I watch in awe as my cock moves in and out of her. When I rip my gaze away from ourbodies, I find her eyes on me. Her face is one of pure ecstasy as she takes every inch of me.
“Where. Have. You. Been?” I ask with each thrust.
Her fingers tickle my chest. “You weren’t ready for me.”
I slam into her, my release close.
She’s right, I wasn’t ready for her. Not sure I’m ready for her now, but she’s all I want.
All I need.
She’s the balm to my fractured soul.
Being inside her warmth, feeling her pulse around me as she comes close to another orgasm is pure bliss. An animalistic need to claim her consumes me, leaving me nearly frantic as I yell her name, coming harder than I ever have before.
All my fractured pieces shift, finding their way back together for the first time in over two decades.
Chapter Thirty-Seven
