Page 26 of Forever Writing You


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“Good.” He lifts the hem of my T-shirt, gently rolling it up until my breasts are exposed.

He presses his mouth against my left nipple, sucking it between his lips, and he caresses my right one with his hand.

My breathing slows as he darts his tongue against my skin; my nipple hardens under his soft attack. He repeats his rhythms on the other side, and then he slowly trails his kisses down to my thighs.

“I should’ve kissed you here first,” he whispers.

He doesn’t give me a chance to ask where ‘here’ is before burying his head between my legs and pressing his mouth against my pussy.

I squeeze my eyes shut as his tongue dances a rhythm I’ve never felt before.

My breath hitches as he nears my clit. His eyes briefly meet mine as he rubs his thumb against it, and I can’t help but moan.

Grabbing a fistful of his hair, I try to make him slow down, to change his pace, but he refuses.

Growling, he pins my legs down against the wood top so I can’t escape or control him, and an unfamiliar pleasure begins to build and build…

Heat flashes all over, and I am near the edge of intensity, so close, but he tears his mouth away.

My eyes flutter open, and I see him unwrapping a condom.

I stare at him as he pulls out his cock. He grabs my hand and wraps his own over it, stroking his cock as it hardens.

Pushing him back, I jump down from the counter.

“What are you doing?” he asks.

I answer by bending down and opening my mouth wide, swallowing him between my lips.

I take him deeper and deeper, nearly gagging as his thickness hits the back of my throat.

My head bobs up and down, and his breathing quickens, but he doesn’t let me finish.

Gently pushing me back, he grabs me by the hips and returns my ass to the counter.

After pulling on the condom, he positions me on the edge of the granite.

“Wrap your legs around my waist.”

I oblige, and he slides into me inch by inch, stretching me, filling me in a way I can’t quite describe.

“Am I hurting you?” he asks.

“No…”

He pushes into me a bit further, and I claw my nails into his back

“Are you sure, Dahlia?” He kisses my neck.

“Yes…”

He holds me taut and slowly pushes me back and then onto him, again and again, serving me my first dose of his brand of pleasure and kisses every step of the way.

The words “I love you” tumble from my lips as he takes me even deeper.

He covers my mouth with his hand to muffle my screams, and when he reaches his own climax, he whispers against my skin.

“I love you, too, Dahlia…”

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