want to just lay my head on her chest, listen to her heartbeat and savor being with her.
But then she whimpers and scratches my shoulders. “Please, please, please,” she chants.
I cup her heat and press the heel of my hand into her clit. She throws her head back, lifting her breasts, their tawny peaks jutting upward, as if in offering. I take it. I suck her nipples and stroke her slick, swollen pussy.
“Stone, baby, oh God,” she calls out in a husky, pleading voice that goes straight to my dick. My hands stop pressing and start pulling. Fabric tears and I release her delicious nipple, blow on it and watch it pucker before I kiss my way down her stomach.
“God, I’ve missed this so damn much,” I confess in between kisses and licks.
She’s intoxicating - the taste, the smell of her, the way it clings to me…I’m drunk on all of it.
“Stone, I need it…my clit it’s so…fuck…” she groans my name and shoves her hands into my hair, grinding her pelvis into my face.
I press the flat of my hand to her stomach and hold her writhing body still. I pull her swollen, stiff clit gently between my lips and suck it while I flick her hood with the soft tip of my tongue.
The muscles of her stomach flex under my fingers and her thighs start to tremble so violently they slip off my shoulders. I spread her thighs wide and press my tongue inside her. She’s so hot and there aren’t enough hours in the day for me to ever have enough.
I want to eat her until she comes, but I’m so close myself and I need to be inside her more than I need my next breath.
“Have you been with anyone?” I ask.
“Only you,” she pants
“Only ever me,” I reiterate and bite the inside of her thigh. I slide up to nestle into the cradle of her hips, and without preamble or permission, push inside her.
For a moment, my vision blurs and I close my eyes against dizzying waves of pleasure that move relentlessly from my scalp to the soles of my feet.
“I want to slow down, but I can’t. It’s been too fucking long, Regan. I’ve been going god damn crazy, fucking my fist, coming on my stomach instead of in this pussy,” I confess in breath starved rasps while I press deep, deeper, and yet it’s not deep enough.
“Ah, oh my God.” She wraps her legs around my waist and presses her forehead to my shoulder. I bind an arm around her hips and cup her head with my other hand. I bury my face in her neck and make love to her for all the nights I’ve missed.
Every time I drive back into her, I taste something like heaven. I haven’t come yet, and I’m already hungry for her again.
“Lie to me, Regan. Lie to me and tell me that you are mine.”
“It would never be a lie,” she responds immediately with her hot mouth on my ear and our chests pressed together, so tightly, that I can’t tell her thundering heartbeat from mine.
She comes fast, clenching around me like a fist, and my control starts to slip and splinter.
“Wait,” she pants, and I pull out of her and lift off when she bucks her hips. She rolls out from beneath me and slides off the couch.
“What are you doing?” I turn around, and she puts a hand in the center of my chest and pushes me down onto the couch. My dick bobs, and her eyes follow the motion greedily.
She kneels in front of me, spreads my thighs, and drags her breasts over my erection. “I want you to come in my mouth.
“Then, why are you still talking?” I ask.
She chuckles and licks her lips, before she grabs my hips with one hand and cups my balls in her other. My head hits the back of the couch. “Fuck, Venus, goddess mine,” I chant nonsense words in a guttural voice. I tug the gold elastic holding her ponytail free and it falls in sleek sable waves, veiling my thighs. I lift it by the fistfuls so I can watch her suck me off.
Her kiss stung lips stretch around my length and her eyes close when she pulls me into her mouth until the pulsing head of my dick hits the soft back of her throat. Tears roll down her cheeks. I cup her cheeks and tug until she lifts her head.
She yanks free