Page 67 of Far from Destined

I worked him carefully, never letting him exit my mouth fully so he couldn’t damage my teeth. I had never gone down on someone with a ring before, but I had the internet and friends who’d helped me figure out exactly how to do this.

I loved having this control, watching him fall into near bliss as I gifted it to him. When he jerked, I pulled back and licked my lips, knowing he was close.

“I have to think about baseball right now because I want to get inside you.”

“I want you inside me, too.”

I twisted around, handed him the condom that we’d set out, and then moved to my hands and knees. He sheathed himself and entered me quickly. We both moaned, me biting my lip so I didn’t scream, him muffling his exclamation as he leaned over me.

His hands dug into my hips, and I pushed back, needing him to go even deeper. I felt so full, nearly ready to burst, but then he moved, and I could barely think. I met him thrust for thrust, knowing I had never felt this close to anyone before in my life.

He slammed into me again, and I let out a shocked gasp, knowing it was too loud. I stifled my voice with the pillow, arching for him. He kept going, filling me.

But then he pulled out and flipped me onto my back. I let out another gasp, but he was inside me again almost instantly, his mouth on mine. He pistoned into me, one hard thrust after another, and I wrapped my legs around him, needing him.

I came on his cock, and he followed me, silencing my moan of pleasure with his mouth.

I had needed this, and I hadn’t even realized until he was inside me, holding me like I was a cherished possession.

I loved this man. I didn’t know when I had fallen, but I knew I had fallen hard.

As Macon took care of me, kissed me softly, and showed me how much he cared, I just hoped to hell that caring was enough.

I didn’t know if he would ever love me. I didn’t know if he was able to, not after everything that had happened.

I only prayed that what he felt would be enough.

And I hoped to hell that when the danger had passed, he wouldn’t leave.

And I wouldn’t be left alone.

Chapter 16

Dakota

I moaned,letting my legs fall to either side of me as I fought myself to stay in this dream. Only I knew it wasn’t a dream.

But itwasthe best way to wake up.

I arched, pressing myself into Macon’s face. He growled low, and I could feel him smiling against me as he ate me out.

“Best fucking breakfast ever,” Macon grumbled before he went back to licking my pussy.

I was utterly sated already, having come more than once this morning, and multiple times throughout the night. I hadn’t had a good night’s sleep; neither had Macon. It had started with the nightmare, and neither of us had truly slept since. It would be a hard day at work for both of us, but it would be worth it. Because we leaned into each other, touched one another, and had the other in our lives. What more did we need?

“Ouch!” I gasped, then put my hand over my mouth as Macon lifted his teeth from my inner thigh. Joshua was going to wake up at any moment.

We had to be quiet. Oh, so quiet.

“You weren’t paying attention to me,” Macon rasped before returning to licking and sucking. He needed to shave, his day-old beard scraping my inner thighs, and I loved it. It was harsh and rough against my skin, and it was perfect.

I had never really been a fan of oral sex before. Then I met Macon.

Just the thought of his cock in my mouth made my whole body tighten, and Macon hummed again, twisting his finger just right. I came, putting a pillow over my face.

I heard his rough chuckle as he crawled over me and removed the pillow. His lips were on mine in the next heartbeat. I could taste myself, and I blushed all the way to my nipples. He leaned down, spreading his hand over my chest, cupping my breasts lazily.

My alarm went off, and I cursed under my breath.