Page 128 of The Promise Of Rain


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My head dropped back as my hips jerked forward.“Deacon,” I rasped.

“Your greedy, little, pussy needs attention, baby?”

My face flamed.

His erection pressed against my backside.

You can be as dirty as you want, and I promise I’ll drop to my knees just as fast.

“Yes,” I blurted.

His big hand grasped the back of my neck and urged me forward as he grabbed a pillow from the top of the bed.Throwing it down in front of me, he ordered, “Head down.”

I moved to lie down, but he pressed his erection pressed against me once more.

Smacking me on my bum, he ordered, “Ass up.”

“Oh, boy,” I breathed.

Just before I went down, his arm came around my waist and pulled me back to the edge of the bed.Then he placed the pillow in front of me and fell to his knees on the floor.

“Head down, ass up, baby girl.”

Trembling and exposed, I put my head on the pillow.

“Good girl,” he praised.“Now press those hips back.”

“Beautiful,” he breathed reverently, his breath teasing my flesh.

I squeezed my eyes shut and fisted my hands, desperate for the first flick of his tongue.

Licking and nibbling his way up and down both of my thighs, he made me wait.

When I lost his mouth, I pushed back.

He chuckled and parted my lips with his thumbs, then he dipped his head, and feasted.

In seconds, I cried out.

He drove his tongue inside me, swirling it through my centre, humming as I shuddered around him.

He eased me down, stroking my back, my thighs, murmuring sweet nothings, keeping me in position.

Every muscle in my body softened.

“That’s it,” he hissed, his fingers curling inside me, finding that spot that made me weak.

Every touch, every kiss, every sweet and dirty word drove me higher and left me looser.

By the time he dragged my thigh over his hip and pinned me to the headboard with my wrists pressed against the wall over my head, I’d have given him anything.

Completely uninhibited.

All my guards sinking into oblivion while he took me to heaven.

The sight of his powerful body driving into mine in the mirror thrilled me beyond measure.

With that visual, I fell over the edge, my body arching and toes curling as a pleasure so intense it was almost painful rippled through me.