Rocking His Fake World (Love You Forever #3) - Alexis Winter Page 0,61

to my bedroom. We collapse on the bed in a mess of kisses, touches, and clothing.

I manage to flip us over and I crawl between his knees. My hands land on his belt buckle and his eyes glaze over as he watches me. I free him from his jeans then slowly lower my mouth to him. I want to tease him for a little bit, so I only pay attention to the tip. I run my tongue around the rim, slowly sucking the tip into my mouth. His head falls backward as his eyes close. He lets out a deep moan. My right hand pumps him as I slowly work my mouth down his shaft, taking more and more of him into my mouth. His hips start to rise and fall with my movements and his chest starts to move up and down at a faster rate. His thighs and abs are rock-hard as I continue my work.

God, I can’t get enough of this man. Not only is he sexy as fuck with his toned six-pack, but that little V that leads down to his large cock is enough to make my mouth water. Every inch of this man is perfect, including the way he looks at me, treats me, and talks to me. And here I am, about to leave him. That thought makes my heart crack a little more.

“Luna, you have to stop,” he says, interrupting my thoughts.

But I don’t. I don’t want to. I want to taste him. I want to see if he tastes just as perfect as I’m imagining. Instead of slowing to a stop, I work faster and his resolve falls away. He’s no longer in control. I am, and he can’t fight against me. I work him over until he lets out a deep moan and fills my mouth. I swallow him down, making sure I clean up every last drop. Suddenly, I’m being pulled away and flipped over. His body comes to cover mine.

“Someone’s been a naughty girl,” he says, sucking my nipple into his mouth. Just like that, he’s hard again and pressing right where I need him. I try scooting my hips down so he can slide inside, but he catches me by my hips, stopping me.

“You’ve been in control. Now it’s my turn, and I’m going to make you work for it.” His mouth captures mine and he kisses me fast and hard, only amping me up more. God, I need him now and I don’t know how much longer I can wait. It seems like it’s been forever since he’s been inside me. I’m so confused, excited, and emotionally attached to this man that I could burst into tears if he doesn’t give me what I need soon.

“Daniel, please. I need you,” I whisper as he kisses his way down my body, sucking and flicking my nipples while his hand moves down to my clit to massage soft circles around my hard nub.

“You have me, Luna,” he replies, his tip pressing against my opening. He moves his hips forward, but instead of allowing himself to push inside me, he lets his tip slide between my folds, only teasing me more. I’m so turned on and wet for him that he easily slides against me.

“Daniel . . .” I call out his name as my hands squeeze his biceps.

His mouth crashes down on mine as he thrusts forward, finally filling me up completely. I let out a relieved moan as I wrap my arms around him, holding him close, never wanting to let go.

But I know we’ll need to let go soon. That moment is getting closer and closer even though I’m trying to hold on to him even more tightly. I feel like he’s dangling over the edge of a cliff and I’m trying to pull him back up, but our grip is slipping. Every day, he slips a little bit more until the day I know he’ll fall completely. I’ll be left to move on without him—always feeling that empty spot he’ll inevitably leave behind.

My release builds inside me while he rolls his hips against me. With each stroke, more nerves burn and tingle—coming alive as a result of having him in my life. Even after I shatter beneath him, he doesn’t stop, and I know he never will. He’ll always be here, waiting when I need him. He’ll always give me exactly what I need. He will always love me, even though neither of us has