Page 65 of The Way We Touch
I cup her breasts in my hands and lift them, holding them together as I pull a nipple between my teeth gently. She squirms and moans, and I can’t resist.
“Your body is so beautiful.” I kiss across her breasts and repeat the ravaging on the other side. “I think I’m more a fan of Coyote Ugly Dylan than Nutcracker Dylan.”
“Nutcracker Dylan didn’t have her boobs yet,” she laughs, threading her fingers in my hair.
“Don’t get me wrong, you were always beautiful.”
She hums softly. “I know what you like.”
“I know what you like.”
I talked her through coming in her bed, and I’m going to give her the fantasy. My mouth moves down the center of her chest to her soft stomach, and her sighs melt into moans.
I pull her skin between my teeth, giving her a little nip as I make my way lower. She gasps my name, and I lean forward, wrapping my arms around her thighs and lifting her to my mouth. Then I slide my tongue up the center of her pussy, tracing slow circles over her clit.
“Logan!” Her fingers stab into my hair, and her back arches as she moans loudly.
Her words in her bedroom echo in my ears, and I slide my tongue hungrily over her clit as she moans my name. It’s the best sound, and my cock is so hard.
Everything is different now. Now is the start of something new. It’s the start of something I’ve never had yet always tried to find.
I built a family with my teammates, but that was different. I had no idea how good it could be to have it with a beautiful girl whose eyes are warm whiskey and whose body is sweet honey.
Sliding my palm over her stomach, her muscles quiver beneath my touch, and soft whimpers rise to louder moans. I slide my mouth higher, dragging my beard across her sensitive skin as I kiss my way up her stomach.
Her knees jump and sexy noises fall from her lips. When I reach her face again, I look down at her, wrapping my arms under her shoulders and pulling her tight against my chest. “I’m going to kiss you gently, then I’m going to fuck you hard.”
Her chin lifts and she cups my face in her hands. “You can kiss me hard, too.”
I start to laugh, but she rises off the ground to meet my mouth. Our lips seal together, and we fall back, sliding our tongues along each other’s. It’s the hottest, most amazing feeling. Her hand is on my bare stomach, and she moves it lower, rubbing my cock through my boxer briefs.
“It’s so big.” Her voice is husky, and her eyes are blazing. “I want to see it.”
I rise onto my knees, looking down at her sexy body on my jacket in the sand. Sitting on my heels, I shove my underwear down my hips, and my cock breaks free, hard and heavy.
Her eyes are on me in a way that has precome slipping from my tip, and I slide my hand over my erection, giving it a slow tug.
Her eyes widen. Her bottom lip goes between her teeth, and her knees rub together as she watches me.
“Do you have any idea how sexy you are?” I groan.
“As sexy as you?” A naughty grin is on her lips, and I quickly take the wallet out of my pants to grab a Magnum, rolling it on fast.
Gripping her thighs, I spread her out before me. “Touch yourself.”
Her eyes are on mine as she does what I say, and I hold my cock in my hand, guiding it to her slippery core. She’s circling her clit, and when I insert the tip, her lips part. She exhales a deep sigh, and her fingers move faster.
“It’s so big,” she gasps, and a pulse moves through my cock.
I slide deeper, watching her body stretch to take me. Feeling her quivering as her orgasm rises.
“Fuck, Dylan,” I groan softly. “You take me so good.”
When at last, I’m fully seated, I hold, allowing her to get used to my size. Leaning forward, I kiss the base of her neck, that little space between her collar bones, and her legs start to shake.
Lifting my head, I meet her eyes, and she moves beneath me. “Fuck me, Logan,” she whispers. “I’m about to come.”
At that, my control slips. My hips move, and I thrust easy, steadily, until she’s ready. Soft whimpers slip through her lips, and she’s so warm and soft and wet and perfect. I kiss her lips before moving my cheek to hers.