One More Time - Ali Parker Page 0,38

go, and I couldn’t fucking wait to taste her. I lowered my head and licked her from top to bottom, groaning when I discovered that she tasted even sweeter than I remembered.

She moaned loudly and bucked her hips, bringing her sweet pussy closer to me and letting me know that she needed this as badly as I did. I was only too happy to oblige. Quickly establishing a rhythm I’d learned over the last few weeks she couldn’t resist, I licked her until her thighs were quaking and her whimpers ran into one, sucking her clit into my mouth and sliding a finger inside her just as her orgasm hit.

I anchored her with my mouth and my hands and hung onto her as she thrashed and rode out her orgasm. Waiting until she’d stilled completely, I crawled my way up her body with a wide grin on my face.

“Touch you properly like that?” I asked, echoing her words before kissing her deeply. Kelly never complained when I kissed her after going down on her. It was one of the many ways she surprised me, and I fucking loved it.

She nodded weakly, though I could see she was far from sated. Yet another thing I couldn’t get enough of in her was that her need for me was as insatiable as mine for her. True to my suspicions, her hands were tugging at the string of my pants, and she was hooking her fingers down into them and pushing them down before I could move.

“Yes, like that, but now like this.” Her legs wrapped around my hips, and she shifted so my cock was positioned at her entrance. I edged forward slightly, hissing when my head got coated in her juices. I barely managed to pull back, but I did.

“Like that.”

She bit into her lower lip and nodded, raising her hips. “Yes.”

I repeated the tease over and over again, going just a little bit deeper each time but pulling back until she cried out my name and I couldn’t stand it anymore. Sinking all the way into her, her walls were gripping at me so tightly and she was so fucking wet and smooth that it felt like I’d died and gone to heaven.

She met every thrust with equal fervor, fucking me with as raw and primal a need as my own. I lost myself in our rhythm, taking my cues from Kelly’s body until she came for me twice more. Her last orgasm was so intense that I had no choice but to follow her over the edge, my entire body quivering from the strength of my release.

Bliss. Pure fucking bliss washed over me as I came so goddamned hard inside her that I collapsed on top of her when it was over, only remembering that I was probably crushing her and rolling off when she nudged at my ribs.

Kelly and I lay hand in hand on my mattress, panting as we tried to catch our breath and staring up at my pressed white ceiling. I’d been pleasantly surprised to see that she’d come over. Then I’d remembered that I had to tell her about Allie being here earlier, and a sense of foreboding that I didn’t like had settled over me.

I was fully aware of the fact that I shouldn’t have given a fuck what Kelly had to say about my having had another woman over, but there’d been a pit in my stomach and a dryness in my mouth that I unfortunately couldn’t say had been caused by the bottle I’d climbed into after Allie left.

She’d surprised me yet again when she took my confession as calmly as she had, my heart thundering in my chest as I watched her process and then, miraculously, accept it without any yelling or tears. It was more evidence that she wasn’t quite like any other woman I’d ever known, and I was even more intrigued by her than I had been before.

When I’d kissed her, it was because I couldn’t fucking not do it. She’d somehow crawled into my head, and the way she was looking at me? I probably shouldn’t have done it, but fuck.

Kelly was lost in her own thoughts when I turned my head to face her, a strange expression on her face when her green eyes flitted to mine. “Have you mentioned me to anyone else? Told anyone about us?”

What the hell? “No, I haven’t. You mentioned me?”

“Nope,” she admitted, her eyes drifting back to the ceiling.