The Princess and The Jester - A.D. McCammon Page 0,35

watching me with rapt attention as I push her knees apart then lower myself between them. She gasps as my head bows and I take her in my mouth. My tongue spreads her folds, tasting her. She’s every bit as sweet as I remember.

“Oh god. Cole,” she whimpers, her hands clutching my hair.

She squirms as I focus on her clit, suckling until her legs begin to quake around me. Then my tongue dips low and teases her entrance before gliding back up, swirling around her swollen clit. Her euphoric moans are like music to my ears, her cries intensifying each time I repeat the pattern.

She lies all the way on the bed and arches her back. I slide my arms under her thighs, gripping her hips while continuing to devour her.

I lick, kiss, and nibble her perfect pussy as if I’m starving and she’s the feast. Yet, I’m the one who feels consumed by her. It’s been far too long since I’ve had her this way.

Gwen isn’t merely opening her legs for me. She’s trusting me with her body, letting me into her heart.

I flick her clit with my tongue when her moans grow louder, her breath coming out in quick pants as her orgasm comes to a head. She sucks in a deep breath, her body trembling with her release. My tongue slows, gently lapping up the evidence of her orgasm until she calms down.

I come to my feet, admiring how completely spent she seems. Her hair, in a messy halo around her head; her flushed chest heaving, eyes dark with lust as she drags them over me.

Smirking, I grab the box of condoms off the nightstand. “What do you say we put these to use?”

Gwen props herself up on her elbows and gives an eager nod of her head. I tear the box open, retrieving a foil square before placing it back. She sits up as I remove my towel, stealing a condom.

A sharp breath hisses through my teeth as she takes me in her hand, stroking me. She envelops the tip of my dick without warning, her tongue circling around it before her lips slide down the shaft. I groan and wheeze as she draws back, suctioning me.

Her warm mouth and wet tongue are enough to be my undoing, but when those soft orbs peer up at me with pure lust, I nearly shoot my load right then.

“Stop,” I grit. “I need to be inside of you, Princess.”

She releases me with a plop, licking her puffy lips as she opens the packet. Her eyes watch me as she rolls it on, and it’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. As she finishes, she scoots back and spreads her legs, giving me room to crawl between them.

“I’m taking things slow this time,” I warn her, positioning my cock at her opening. “You’re going to be sore and fully satiated once I’m through with you.”

Her hands land on my back as I slide in with ease, her eyelids falling once my hips begin to rock. She’s so perfect, so fucking beautiful.

My mouth connects with hers, the love I’m feeling for her in this moment seeping into the kiss. We move in sync, our bodies truly becoming one. And I know this is so much more than sex. When it comes to her, my heart will always be involved.

Somewhere inside of me, my subconscious is screaming, warning me of the danger. But I ignore it, wanting to simply bask in the feeling of being whole again—of having Gwen back. I want to let go of everything that happened two years ago. The hurt, the anger, the confusion. I want to pretend it was nothing more than a bad dream. If only for this moment.

“I’ve missed you so fucking much,” I say.

Her eyes flutter open as my whispered confession brushes across her lips, the gleam of sorrow in her gaze haunting. “I’ve missed you too, more than you will ever know.” She grabs my face, like she’s afraid I’ll look away. “But I’ve always been yours and always will be. No matter what happens.”

Her statement feels like an omen, that there’s more pain to come, but I lock it away with everything else.

She brings my mouth to hers, our pace quickening. We let the kiss communicate all the other things neither of us are willing nor able to say aloud.

It doesn’t take much longer for her walls to begin to clench around me, beckoning my release as hers reaches for the