Page 84 of Reckless Love
“I’m already hating that I have an away game this weekend. I don’t want to leave you.”
“There’s still tomorrow.” She gasps when my hands slide under her shirt and palm her tits. “I’ve got the day off because the Winter Ball is tomorrow night.”
I tweak her nipples and she presses her ass into me, sighing when she feels how hard I am. I lift her blouse over her head and toss it over the stool.
“It’s gonna be hard as fuck to stay away from that...you all dressed up in God knows what.”
“Oh, you’ll like my dress.” She puts her arms back, pulling my head closer, and turns to say, “I’ll give you your own private show, if you’d like.”
“I wouldloveto have my own private show.”
She laughs softly. “Lotta love going on around here…”
“Mm-hmm.”
Her pretty lacy bra comes off next. It drops to the floor. I turn her around to face me and kiss her deep, until we’re both breathless, and then I kiss her some more. When we pull away, her lips are swollen and red and her eyes are heavy with lust.
“I can’t believe how beautiful you are,” I say, my thumb caressing her lower lip and then dropping to her rosy nipple. “Ilovehow beautiful you are.”
Her lips lift with the sweetest smile. She gasps when I pick her up and set her on the island and undo her jeans, tugging them and her panties down until she’s bare. Her pussy glistens and I run my fingers over her slit before bending down and tasting her for myself. She arches into me, crying out my name, and then grabs my head and holds on for dear life.
We desecrate that island.
I lap her up like I’m starved because when it comes to her, I am.
I spread her wide and when I suction onto her clit, her cries become urgent. My hips jerk into the air, I’m so hard it’s painful, and when she comes violently around my tongue and fingers, it’s a spiritual experience. I stare at her, my fingers slowing when she arches into me, and I think,I am exactly where I’m supposed to be.
“Please get inside me,” she pants.
She leans up on her elbows and watches as I slowly dragmy fingers out of her. A whimper escapes her when I lick them clean.
“You need my cock, Elle?” I rasp.
“Please.”
“I love how desperate you are for my cock.”
She bites her lower lip as she grins.
I take a condom out of my pocket and hold it up.
“Prepared,” she says.
“Hopeful.”
“Why are you so slow?”
I smirk at her and get my dick out and wrapped so fast it’s not even funny. A laugh bursts out of her and I pause to lean in and kiss her.
“Your laugh,” I say.
“You love it?”
“I do.”
“It’s been here all along,” she says.
“I know, sassy mouth. And I’ve loved it all along too.”