Page 11 of Hoping for Her


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“I never said you had to move,” he mutters, kissing my lips softly and I sink farther into him, trying to take the kiss further and harder and yet he pulls back once again. “I want this, Kate, I think you’ve figured that out,” he says while simultaneously pushing his hips up into my spread legs and I feel just how much he wants this.

Before I think better of it, I grind down, eliciting a guttural moan from his throat.

“Kate,” he moans as I take the reins and trail light kisses down his throat. “I need to make sure this is what you want.”

“Why would this not be what I want?” I ask, leaning back and looking him in the eye.

His eyes darken as I take in his disheveled blond hair and become keenly aware of how his fingers flex against my hips.

“Kate, you’re going through something big, something bigger than big and I want to make sure you’re not doing this to just forget what’s going on. I don’t want to be a distraction.”

I tilt my head and study his expression.

“You’re worried that me wanting to fuck you is more about me wanting to forget that my mom is dying, and not because you’re sexy as hell and I’ve been thinking about this ever since you knocked on my front door?” His eyes widen and I smirk, twisting my hips ever so slightly as I bask in watching his eyes roll back into his head.

“Kate... fuck. You have no idea what you’re doing to me,” he groans.

I keep up my pace and love the fact that he’s at my complete mercy right now.

“I think I have an idea,” I mutter before searing my lips to his. “But in case you need to hear the words. I want you, Drew, I want your lips, I want your hands on every inch of my body and most importantly, I want your cock so deep inside me that you make me forget everything, not just the hard stuff.”

Did all of that just come out of my mouth? I avert my eyes, wondering if I went too far because I have never spoken to a guy like that. I’ve never been that honest or that forward. But when Drew lifts my chin so that his eyes connect with mine, and I see the desperate passion within them, I know he feels the same.

“You are so fucking beautiful, sweetheart, and I know we had a rocky start, but from this point on I’m going to worship you like you deserve, okay? That body of yours will know nothing but pleasure for the next twelve hours and I promise you, you will be screaming my name at least five times tonight.”

My mouth opens and my pussy floods with arousal as his words sink deep into my soul. I guess I love dirty talk.

“Kiss me,” I mutter before he takes my mouth in a kiss that devours every part of me. My hips start moving on their own as his fingers find their way past the hem of my shirt, grasping at my skin like a lifeline.

“Where’s your bedroom?” I whisper against his lips and before he can respond, he lifts us both off the couch and makes his way up the stairs.

I try and pay attention to the pictures on the wall, the decorations splattered everywhere but I can’t because his mouth is doing insane things to me as he pushes me up against a wall and kisses down my neck. My fingers dig into his shoulders as those talented lips cause every rational thought to leave my brain.

“Drew, please…” I beg, rotating my hips as his cock pushes harder against my eager pussy, causing my head to fall back and hit the wall.

“Baby, I need the words... give me your words and I will do anything you want.”

God, what a prospect. My fingers detach themselves from him and make their way into his hair and before I can stop myself, I pull, making his head fall back and those green eyes meet mine.

“I want you to make me come,” I grind out, my hips letting him know just how much I want this. He goes to pull me off the wall, but I shake my head. “Right here. I need you to make me come right here.” I don’t know what it is about commanding him like this, but it sends a surge of arousal straight to my core and I groan. Loving the desire that filters through his gaze and into mine.

“As you wish,” he says right before he kisses me once more.

Then my feet are on the ground, my jeans are undone and shoved to the floor. Before I know it, both my legs are wrapped around his head and I’m leaning back against the wall for support.

“Is this what you had in mind?” he mutters, kissing the inside of my thighs and biting lightly.

I gasp, writhing against him as my body arches into his touch.

“Fuck yes,” I whisper, my fingers grasping at his hair and pulling, causing a guttural moan to leave Drew’s throat and it’s like oxygen to a fire.

His hands slide up the backs of my thighs and rest against my ass as I look down only for my gaze to see those blazing green eyes staring back at me.

“You have no idea how many times I’ve jacked off to the idea of this pussy. You have no idea the fantasies I’ve come up with where I get to do this to you and have you scream my name.”

I open my mouth to respond but before I do, his tongue drags over my lips, tasting me and sliding from the bottom all the way to my clit. His tongue bumps over the hard nub making me squeal and thrash against him. I don’t know the last time a guy has gone down on me. I don’t even know the last time I’ve had an orgasm without my own stimulation and yet here I am, my legs wrapped around Drew’s head as he eats me out against a wall and I’m seconds away from combusting.

Just as my body starts shaking from pleasure, Drew changes it up, his tongue pushes its way inside me, eagerly tasting me as I go to pieces for him, bucking, writhing, and moaning in ecstasy. I’ve had guys eat me out before, but nothing compares to the way his tongue is fucking me right now. Drew groans into me as if this is the best meal of his life and I can’t help but feel power in this moment.

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