against mine in a heated kiss. I moan under his warmth, his tongue sweeping against my lips, and I allow him to taste me. A groan so low and hungry rumbles in his throat and I smile against his mouth.
When we finally break apart, our breathing is ragged. My body is tingling with anticipation of being with him again. This man makes me crave things I never knew possible.
“Do I still get my surprise?” he questions on a sexy, sinful smirk.
I shake my head. “No, you ruined it.”
His hands trail down to my ass, giving it a playful squeeze.
“I never ruin anything. Besides, now we can celebrate with that bottle of bubbly and some whipped cream.” He releases me, striding confidently from the room. The man is insatiable, but so am I. There’s no way I can deny him anything.
Quickly, I grab Chelsea’s jumper and her boots and head back to the living room to find Austin chatting to my dad about taking a family vacation next year and my mother and Chelsea playing with Barbie dolls, dressing them up in the tiny fur coats she got for Christmas.
“I’m ready!” she squeals excitedly.
If it weren’t for her, my parents would still be on the fence about Austin and me, but because of her personality, she’s won them over in record time. My heart soars when I think of how happy I am with my new family.
“Come on, sweetheart, let’s go before the ice melts,” Dad teases as he grabs his keys, shaking hands with Austin, and the three of them make their way out the door. And then we’re alone.
“Now, Shortcake, it’s time for me to devour your sweet pussy,” he murmurs in my ear, sending heat traveling all the way to my toes.
“You’re going to kiss me with that dirty mouth?” I quip, spinning in his arms.
“I’m going to do so much more than kiss you.” He smirks, lifting me by my ass.
I wrap my legs around him as he walks us into his bedroom. I’m already wet and needy when he slides my tights and panties down my legs.
“You’re so beautiful, Shortcake.” The words he tells me every day send my heart soaring.
“And you’re so handsome, Doctor.” I wink down as he leans in between my legs.
His lips give feather soft kisses from my ankles to my knees. He moves slow, torturously slow. My body bows off the bed and I fist the sheet.
“Quit taunting me,” I tell him. All I get in response is a chuckle.
His mouth is warm as he moves higher, just missing my drenched core. “You know,” he says between kisses, “I could lick”—kiss—“devour”—kiss—“and play with you all day.” Another kiss, but this time, he draws the sensitive skin of my inner thigh into his mouth, sucking on it until I’m sure he leaves a bruise.
He continues the same way to the other thigh and I’m ready to explode when he gently strokes my pussy with two fingers, up and down my slit, causing me to shudder and my legs to tremble.
“Because,” he says, blowing cool air on my core. “I love watching you come apart for me, Shortcake.” His words are husky and low. Then, before I have time to respond, or think of anything more, his mouth lands on my slit, sucking my clit into his mouth, and I’m unraveling like a ball of string. My cries are loud and I’m thankful that Chels isn’t here because I’m sure the neighbors can hear me.
My eyes roll back as he dips two fingers inside me, pumping them in and out. Another orgasm so fierce hits me that I’m certain I’m about to pass out. He doesn’t relent. I’ve drenched his mouth, face, tongue, and I can’t stop chanting his name.
“That’s my sweetness,” he utters with reverence.
I’m still coming down from the high when he rises and I notice he’s already naked. He settles himself over me, between my thighs, and nudges my entrance. Easily, my slick heat accepts him and I wrap myself around him like I’m trying to climb into him. As if we’re about to become one person.
“Austin.” His name on my lips is pure pleasure as he moves with me. Our bodies are synced as always. His cock plunges into my depths and I claw at his back, pulling him deeper. “More, please,” I cry out as the crown of his dick hits that spot and I see stars.
“Yes, baby, come for me,” he growls, and I do.
I fly apart