Page 41 of Rescued Love
And to imagine, I could have lost out on this because of my own bullshit.
“Need to taste you,” I growl as I step out of my jeans before crawling up from the foot of the bed and settling between her thighs.
“You didn’t get naked,” there’s a teasing accusation in her tone that has me grinning while I trace patterns from one of her hip bones to the other.
“Can’t,” I rasp, “or else this will be over far too soon.” I stare at her pretty pink pussy, my hands gripping the inside of her thighs and pushing her even more open for me. “I won’t be able to resist burying myself inside of you and I’m desperate to make you come with my mouth first.”
She quips, “How could I argue with that?”
I don’t respond. I don’t need to.
Not when I swipe my tongue along her slit, her juices explode on my tongue and make my eyes roll back in my head as I growl. Kimball arches her back and rocks her hips, but I reach up and press her down into the bed to keep her in place. She moans my name as I slide my tongue between her soaked pussy lips and circle her clit with the tip.
Fuck.
Hearing my name on her lips only makes the need I have for her grow. I suck her clit into my mouth, teasing it with the tip of my tongue and tighten the grip I have on one of her hips. I let go of her thigh and slide my hand up until I can bury two of my fingers inside of her tight channel.
She’s so fucking wet that I slide in easily as her walls clamp down. I devour her, feeling every pulse of her pleasure as her tight pussy lets me know just how close she is to coming. As I pump my fingers inside of her, I twist my hand and curl my fingers.
When I find the right spot, she almost levitates off the bed and it’s a beautiful fucking sight.
“Holy fuck,” she pants, her head thrown back and her hair a messy halo. She pleads, “Right there. Oh yes.”
I tap against the spongy area of her channel while nipping at her clit and it sends her right over the edge. Her thighs shake as they tighten around my head. Her pleasure makes pre-cum weep from the tip of my cock and the need to be inside of her is almost too much to ignore.
As I gentle my movements and bring her down from her orgasm, her body relaxes and becomes languid. She looks down the length of her body and makes eye contact with me, showing me her lust filled brown orbs. There’s satisfaction there, butthere’s also the need for more; it’s a fire burning in her depths that I’m desperate to fan.
When I slide my fingers out of her, I lick her juices from them and groan at how fucking good she tastes. As I move up her body, I push my boxer briefs down over my hips and legs, kicking off the side of the bed without a single fuck about where they land.
I’m fascinated by the goosebumps that form on her skin as I kiss up her body, not wanting to miss any part of her skin as I do.
“I could eat you every day for the rest of my life, Kitten,” I grunt before sucking one of her nipples into my mouth.
Her back arches and her legs wrap around my waist. She tries to use her feet to pull me up the rest of her body, but I don’t budge. Not yet.
“Nathan,” she begs, “I need to feel you inside of me.”
With a pop, I release her nipple and watch as it hardens even more in the cooler air. “I’m going to be honest with you, Kimball,” my voice is steady and firm, “I want to slide inside of you bare.” She lets out a small gasp and I smirk down at her as I move the rest of the way up her body and hover above her. My cock slides between her wet folds and taps against her sensitive clit. “Never been bare before, but I can’t stand the thought of anything between us. I’ve told you what I want, but the decision is yours.” I kiss her nose and the corner of her mouth before rasping, “it’ll always be yours.”
She’s a panting mess, her eyes filled with lust, but it clears just enough to tell me that she’s able to think clearly enough. “I’m clean and I’m on the pill. I’ve never gone without a condom either.” She wraps her arms around my neck and pulls me downto take more of my weight. “I can’t explain it, but I want to feel you fill me with your cum. I want it dripping from me.”
“Fuck,” I growl before slamming my mouth down on hers.
I know she can taste herself on my tongue, but she doesn’t shy away from it. Her fingernails dig into the nape of my neck, and she kisses me harder, sucking my tongue into her mouth and moaning my fucking name. It’s hot as hell and my dick is pulsing with how much I need to be inside of her.
I rock my hips a few times, coating my length in her arousal before reaching between us, gripping the base of my shaft, and notching the head of her entrance. She shudders at the sensation before locking her gaze with mine. There’s no hesitation there, only need and pleading want.
It’s all I need to see.
As I push into her, her pussy opens for me, and I swear I feel something click into place inside of me. I already knew she was mine, didn’t have a single doubt, but this feeling? It’s un-fucking-real and something I don’t ever want to lose.
I might not know what that means or what it looks like beyond this moment, but I’m going to find out. I have to. There’s no other choice. Not now.
When I’m balls deep inside of my woman, we take a deep breath together, our eyes still locked, and our bodies pressed together. It’s everything.
“Do you feel that, Kitten?” I tilt my head and smirk. “And I’m not just talking about my dick filling you up.”
The smile she graces me with is a little shy and a whole lot sexy. “I feel it,” she whispers, her body shuddering as the connection between us deepens.