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27
PARKER
F uck.
I’m with Lyla, alone, in a room with only one bed.
I like to think I’m a patient man that can control himself and be a gentleman, but this is going to seriously test me. My feelings for her have grown stronger every day and it’s becoming increasingly difficult to keep my thoughts and my hands to myself.
I hear the shower shut off and a few moments later, Lyla emerges in—
Fuck. Just a towel.
“I, um… I forgot to bring a change of clothes into the bathroom.”
She hesitantly pads across the room, towards the couch where I placed our bags. The towel leaves little to the imagination, showcasing her slender but newly muscular thighs from our hiking adventures, as well as her collar bones that I yearn to gently run my fingers over. The towel is pulled tightly around her, allowing me to peruse the outline of her body. I can’t take my eyes off of her; hair wet and hanging around her face, the most velvety looking skin that I want to touch and taste.
And then she bends over, and I nearly combust .
Her perfectly rounded ass, that she had used to taunt me in the storage closet, is on full display.
And I’m not mad about it.
I let out a growl as Lyla lets out a yelp, and she attempts to cover herself as quickly as possible. It’s too late, though. I’d seen everything and there’s no going back now. I’m done waiting, and I hope she is too.
I stand from the bed and slowly stalk towards her, heart pounding erratically in my chest. Her eyes widen and a flush makes its way from her neck and creeps into her cheeks. Her lips part and I can see her chest heaving to match mine.
“Lyla, I’m a patient man, but seeing you in nothing but a towel and bent over, ass on display for me? It makes me crazy.”
I take a few more predatory steps towards her until her chest is pressed against me. She cranes her neck to look into my eyes and I can hear her short and erratic pants. She rubs her thighs together and lets out a whimper, as if she’s trying to create some sort of friction to relieve an ache that’s growing there.
“How you feel right now? That’s how I’ve felt for months. The day we met, I pictured these beautiful, full lips.” I reach up and brush my thumb over them. “Wrapped around my cock. Pictured your eyes watering as I thrust into your mouth.”
Her breathing becomes more labored and her eyes ignite with lust. I softly inch my thumb into her mouth and my girl begins closing her mouth, rolling her tongue and sucking on it. I let out a groan and my dick stands to attention.
“Fuck,” I rasp before pulling my thumb out of her mouth. “Lyla, I’m warning you right now, if we keep going, I won’t be able to stop.”
Her eyes soften and she reaches up to place a tender kiss on my lips before whispering, “I don’t want you to stop.”
I swear my heart stops as she utters those words. I roughly grip her waist and pull her against my rock hard cock. She gasps, then lets out a low moan and before I can comprehend what’s happening, Lyla launches herself at me. She wraps her arms around my neck and her lips meet mine frantically, as if she needs me like she needs oxygen. I grab her legs and lift her into my arms, wrapping her legs around my waist. I turn and take large, hurried steps until my knees hit the edge of the bed, and I throw her onto it. Her hair fans out around her and when I look down, I realize the towel has ridden up above her waist, leaving her wet cunt in full view.
“Wet for me already, sweetheart?”
“Yes,” she says nervously.
“Hey.” I gently run my fingers over her flushed cheeks. “You don’t need to be embarrassed. Our connection is… intense. I feel it too, and I won’t have you feeling ashamed for the way your body reacts to me.”
I reach for her towel, stopping and looking deeply into her eyes, trying to sense any hesitation. When she slowly nods, I let out a breath I hadn’t noticed I’d been holding and tear the towel open, baring her to me. I gingerly run my fingers over her body; across her shoulders, the swell of her breasts, down her stomach and over her legs.
I need to etch her into my brain and brand her on my heart because being with Lyla Thomas is the most intoxicating and erotic moment of my entire life. She had turned my life upside down in the best way possible and I’ve yearned to touch her ever since she rear-ended me. I loved her even when I thought I hated her. It took some time for me to realize it, but I love Lyla with every fiber of my being. She’s sassy, hilarious, artistic, and has this beautiful and quiet strength about her. I know there are still some things she keeps close to her chest but there’s nothing that can change my love for her. It’s unwavering and unconditional.
I suck in a breath as I run my knuckles over her wet pussy and my dick strains against my jeans, begging for attention. But he’ll have to wait, because this girl deserves to have every inch of her loved and worshiped.
“Have any of the men you’ve been with tasted you, sweetheart?” I ask as I crawl onto the bed, stationing myself between her legs .
She shakes her head and I give her a wide smile.
“I can’t wait to be the first one to have that honor.”
I lift my shirt over my head and discard it on the floor before rolling to the side and onto my back, taking a squirming Lyla with me.
“You’re going to sit on my face and take everything that you need, without shame. And buckle up—it’s going to be the ride of your life.”
Her eyes flare and her cheeks are bright red now.
“I don’t know what I’m doing, Parker. I’ve never, um, ridden a face.”
I let out a chuckle and stroke her cheek.
“You’re going to straddle my face, sweetheart, and I’m going to lick and suck until you’re writhing. And you’re going to rock your hips, fucking my face, until you come all over it.”
She sucks in a breath, shocked at my brazen words. Finally, she starts inching her way up to my face, excruciatingly slow, causing me to grab her by the hips and pull her up until her cunt is hovering above my mouth. I let out a growl and say, “Hold on tight.”
The first glide of my tongue over her center and I become absolutely feral.
One taste, and I’m a goner.
Lyla mewls, “Oh, god.”
She leans forward and grips the headboard as I eat her pussy like a man starved. I lick up and down her slit before sucking her clit into my mouth, eliciting another series of moans from her.
“Oh my god, Parker,” she gasps as I continue to suck, lick, and nip her.
Her hips begin rocking, slowly at first, before turning completely erratic and frenzied. I moan into her sweet, swollen pussy, dick hardening further in my pants. I can feel pre-cum leaking from my tip and I can’t remember the last time I was this turned on.
Lyla’s moans become louder and more erratic, letting me know that she’s close. I pull her further down, gaining me better access as I flick my tongue over her clit relentlessly .
“Parker, I’m going to come,” she whimpers, but doesn’t slow her movements.
I suck on her clit and she shatters, letting out a guttural cry as she comes all over my face. I lap her up, allowing her to ride me until she’s spent. Slowly, she pries herself away from my mouth and flops onto her back, breathing heavily and a sated look on her face before she turns to look at me and gives me a megawatt smile.
“Wow. That was…”
“Yeah.” I agree. “I think that I’m going to be doing that a lot.”
My cock is impressively hard and I roll until I’m seated between her thighs.
“Oh my.” She feigns innocence. “Looks like somebody is excited to see me” She lets out a playful giggle and I groan into her neck.
“Sweetheart, you have no idea. And we’re not even close to done.”
I rise from the bed and begin unbuttoning my pants while Lyla stares up at me with a look of awe. Once my pants are off, I grasp my boxers, but Lyla’s hand shoots out to stop me. I can see the determination set in her features and I let out a throaty chuckle.
“You want to do the honors?”
She nods and looks down at my erection, attempting to break free from the fabric of my underwear. Achingly slow, she lowers the waistband and my dick springs free. It bobs in front of her and she licks her lips, eyes fluttering.
“I—I want to taste you.”
She climbs off the bed and gets down on her knees in front of me. Those big doe eyes look up at me, mouth opening in a silent invitation. I grip my dick and give it a few strokes.
“You sure?”
She nods enthusiastically and reaches out to grasp me in her hand and her gaze darkens, eyes lined with mischief.
“I want you to fuck my mouth. ”
I don’t need to be asked twice.
I bring my tip to her mouth and moan as her tongue swirls around the head of my cock. She lets out a mewl as my pre-cum hits her tongue and I’ve never heard anything more sexy. I cautiously slide myself into her mouth, taking it slow and allowing her to adjust to my size. Her mouth begins bobbing up and down my shaft, coating it in saliva, and my muscles tense with the physical effort of holding back. Her mouth makes a popping sound as she pulls her mouth away from me.
“Parker, I’m not going to break. I want you to take what you need from me.”
I look down at the beautiful woman kneeling before me, lips swollen and a vibrant shade of pink, formed in a pout.
“Tap my leg if it’s too much.”
Her eyes light with excitement and she latches her mouth around me again. I reach out with both hands and grasp her hair, pulling it away from her face, as I begin thrusting into her mouth. I give her a minute to adjust, testing how far back she can take me, before I unleash myself on her. She opens herself wider and I can feel my cock hit the back of her throat. She moans around me as I fuck her mouth, cock growing harder as she sucks me. Saliva trickles down her chin as I go faster and feeling her whimpering around my dick makes the pressure begin, building at a rapid rate.
I pull myself out of her mouth and my chest heaves with the effort of stopping myself from spilling down her throat.
“What are you doing?” she whines.
“When I come, it’s going to be inside that heavenly pussy.”