A Billionaire's Cabin Love - Posey Parks Page 0,23

torpedo down her throat. I opened my eyes just in time and watched her swallow every last drop. How long would I be able to hold out from making love to her? My lids lowered.

I couldn’t fuck Kara right away. We’d get there. She deserved to have a memorable first time. And so, did I. My first time was in a spare room at a high school party at fifteen. She begged me to fuck her. So I did. Wasn’t my finest hour. I used protection, of course. Only one chick had I fucked without protection in recent years. We exchanged clinical health reports. She asked if we could only fuck each other until she moved abroad. There wasn’t any cuddling. Strictly fucking. No way would I come inside her either. I pulled out every last time.

“Collin, where are you?” Kara’s pretty face hovered over mine.

I stroked her ass. “I’m here. Sorry. Not used to the intimacy. Usually, I rolled over, and I told the woman I’d call her tomorrow.” If I fucked her right now, I knew I wouldn’t be able to pull out, and she’d become pregnant before we were ready. Rephrase-- before I was ready. Kara could roll into motherhood and not miss a beat. Me, on the other hand, I had fucking daddy issues. My father was a prick. Kara was right; I needed to be a better dad than mine was to me.

My lips crushed hers. “I want to make love to you so bad.”

“Collin, I want to.”

She slid her slick pussy along my cock. I yanked that annoying band holding her locks out of her hair. I wanted to grip her thick tresses. Her hair cascaded around us. “You were amazing at sucking my cock. I have to have you all to myself. I’m falling for you fast. I know this isn’t normal.”

She squeezed my cheeks and her lips fell upon mine. My finger slid along the crack of her ass and into her warmth.

“Collin,” she whimpered. “I feel it coming.”

Wide eyed, I stared at my honey brown beauty. She gave men hope to be better. I wasn’t bullshitting when I told her the women were cut off. Kara’s moving right into my condo. I didn’t care if it was rash or out of character for me. I wanted her. No way I’d allow one of the small-town bastards to bad mouth me to my woman while we were apart.

I rolled over, lying Kara on her back. “Open those legs.”

Her knees hugged my torso. I peeked at her knee caps.

My brows rustled together. “What happened to your knee?”

“Knees.”

I glanced at the other.

“It’s from climbing rocks without knee pads. I was grounded for a week.”

My fingers slipped across the raised skin. Then, I leaned over and kissed each of her knee caps. “You’re still beautiful.”

She caressed my cheek. “Thanks. I have a few scars on my back too. I got wrapped up in a thorny vine.”

“Let me see.”

She lowered her legs and rolled over. My lips fell upon the raised skin on her back. “You’re so beautiful, Kara.”

“Collin,” she whimpered.

“I don’t care about your imperfections.”

My teeth sank into her ass cheek. “Shit,” she breathed.

I turned her on her side and lifted her leg.

“This is what you wanted, right?”

I sucked her labia into my mouth.

“Oh god,” she shrilled.

“Yeah, that’s what you wanted,” I groaned against her flesh.

“Collin, that feels so good.”

I sucked her clit as I laid her on her back. Gripping her thighs, I slid my tongue along her folds. Kara threw her pink pussy against my tongue again and again, clutching my hair.

“Oh shit.” Her body stilled and her delicious cum graced my tongue.

“Oh, yeah. This is perfect,” she shouted.

By the time she was done coming, I kissed her tummy and swiveled my tongue around her brown, taut nipples.

“I want you to be my first, Collin,” she cried.

“I know, Kara.” My lips swept over hers. She held me for dear life.

Her body finally calmed under my muscled frame.

“Once we’re upstairs, I’ll clean you up. We can watch the movie.”

“As long as I’m lying in your arms all night. That sounds great.”

I scooped her up into my arms and carried her upstairs. No T-shirt needed. After I cleaned her pussy, she climbed under the quilt. “Shit, maybe I should collect our clothes.”

“Nope.” I slipped under the quilt and pulled her closer.

“We’ll worry about it tomorrow.” My lips pressed against her shoulder.

She propped up her pillow against the headboard. “Play the movie.”

My nose slipped along her