Come What May - L.K. Farlow Page 0,53

chuckle. “Oh!” She pushes my head back. “Are…are you sure?”

“Only if you are,” I answer honestly.

“I…I…um.” She flexes her fingers in her lap before reaching up and popping the button on her jeans. “I want to at least try it.”

“If you want me to stop, all you gotta do is say so and I will.”

“Really?”

“Really.”

She rises to her knees and I help her slide her jeans and panties down as far as we can. I help her to lie back before removing the offending garments the rest of the way.

I part her thighs and crawl between, peppering alternating kisses as I go. She covers herself with both hands before I can reach the promised land.

“Are you scared?”

“A little.”

I kiss her fingers. “Do you want me to stop?”

“No.” She removes one hand and lays it at her side. “Keep going.” And then the other.

“Tell me if it’s too much,” I murmur, before placing a hot, open mouthed kiss to her pussy. “Me encanta como sabes—I love how you taste.”

Seraphine fists the sheets, shifting her hips.

I reach up and splay my hand across her belly, effectively holding her still.

“Let me make you feel good.” I lick her from the bottom of her slit, darting my tongue inside, before flicking her clit with the tip of my tongue.

“Oh,” she whimpers, “my God.”

“That’s right, mariposita, enjoy the way I make you feel.” I lick and suck and fuck her with my tongue until any and every hint of her former nervousness is gone and she’s bucking against my face.

“Shit, Mateo-ohhh.” She draws out the ‘O’ as she drives her fingers into my hair. The sting at my scalp is the feeling of a job well done, but I won’t stop until she’s screaming my name. “I…need…I—”

“Shh.” I blow on her clit. “I’ve got you; I know what you need.”

I slide the hand from her belly down between her legs, dragging my index finger between her swollen, wet lips before ever-so-gently slipping it inside of her. I curl it, rubbing against her sweet spot a few times before adding a second finger.

She winces a little as I stretch her, but I lean back down and lick the ache away. My mouth and fingers work together to bring her nothing but pleasure.

Her pussy clenches around my fingers and I latch onto her clit, sucking hard until her entire body tenses and she screams my name.

I press gentle kisses all over her thighs and belly until her body comes down from its high. “That was…wow.”

Chapter Twenty-Six

Seraphine

Mateo looks up at me with an almost loving look in his brown eyes. “Let me clean you up.”

He reaches for the wash rag on his nightstand, but I grab his wrist. “Wait.”

“What’s wrong?” he asks, his brow raised in alarm at my pleading tone.

It takes me a second to work up the courage. You can do this! You know he cares for you. The worst he can say is no. But please, God, don’t let him say no!

“I…I want you to, um.” I stop and inhale deeply before continuing. “I want you to f-fuck me.”

I nod, pleased with myself for only sounding a little foolish.

Mateo looks down at me. His lips are in a firm line, but his eyes are shining. “Are you sure?”

“Yes.” I twine my arms around his neck and pull him down onto me. “Please. I…I want to give myself to you completely.”

Another low groan rips through him. “I cannot tell you no.”

“Good.” I slide my lips over his, surprised by the way I taste on his lips. “I don’t want you to.”

“It’s going to hurt.” He reaches down between us and rubs his index and middle fingers over my still sensitive flesh.

I spread my knees wider. “I know.”

“I don’t want to hurt you.”

“It’s worth it.” I kiss him again and shift my hips toward him. “Plus, you can make it up to me next time.”

He spreads me with his fingers, and little by little, he begins to work himself in.

My body tenses at the first tinge of pain and Mateo immediately stops. “Do you want me to keep going?”

Tears dot my lashes, but I nod.

“Are you sure? We can stop.”

“No, please. Keep going.”

He lowers his lips to mine and kisses me. “I’m so sorry, mariposita.”

He pushes forward again and it feels like I’m being split in two. I whimper as he pushes through and seats himself full inside of me. “Oh. Oh, God.”

Mateo moves from my lips and kisses away the tears trailing my cheeks. His face