Chapter 96
I slip my tongue inside Peace’s delectable mouth, groaning and feeling it in my cock when hers grazes mine. She tastes as sweet as I remember. She’s a sugar rush that gives me a high like no other. She’s addicted to reading, but I’m addicted to her.
I slide my hands down her spine to her ass. Crushing her hips to mine, I rock my erection into her.
She likes that and moans. My cock likes it too and swells to epic proportions behind the zipper of my jeans. I dive my tongue deeper into the well of sweetness. She latches on, rhythmically sucking on my tongue, and that’s it for me. I’m about two seconds from exploding. I need to be inside her right now.
“Need you naked.” I rip my mouth from hers and nip her delicate jawline. Giving each perfectly rounded globe, an urgent squeeze, I thrust my cock between her legs.
“Yes.” She grabs the edges of my shirt and rips the material apart. Buttons fly, pinging as they hit the hardwoods.
“My woman knows what she wants.” I grin as she rips my shirt from my shoulders. Then I hiss when she puts her hot mouth on me.
“You,” she murmurs, her kisses feeling like fiery raindrops on my skin. “I want you.” She licks her way across my chest, flicking each hard nipple with the tip of her tongue.
“Your turn,” I groan. Grabbing the hem of her T-shirt, I whisk it away. Her beautiful golden hair settles around her slender shoulders. Looking at her wearing a pretty lace bra, pre-cum slicks my cock.
“Oh, Bo.” Her mouth parts as I find the front clasp of her pink bra and unclasp it. “I want you so badly.” She pants as the cooler room air rushes over her tits. I’m experiencing shortened breathing of my own. Watching her dusky nipples harden, I lick my lips.
“I’m fucking on fire for you.” I lift her by the upper arms. Throwing her into the middle of the bed, I climb over her. Caging her between my arms, a growl rumbles from my chest. “You’re mine.” I lower my head, my chain skimming the skin over her abdomen before my lips fasten around her peaked nipple. Ravenous, I lick, circle, and suck on the tender nub.
“Yes.” She grabs me by the neck, holding my mouth to her. “That feels amazing.”
“You taste amazing.” I move to her other breast, hungrily lapping at the tempting pink tip. Her legs moving restlessly, she whimpers and writhes beneath me.
“Damn, you’re pretty turned on for me.” I lift my head, slowly dragging my wet tongue over her hardened nipples, watching her watch me.
“More.” She brings me to her breast. Grinning, I lower my head and pay one preening nipple the homage it’s due, then the other.
“Bo, oh, Bo.” She arches her back off the mattress, her hips pulsing upward on each of my suctioning pulls.
“Baby.” Her chanting my name is music to my ears. I release her nipple with a decisive pop and reach for the button on her jeans. “Time for these to go.”
“Yours too,” she demands.
“Not yet, beautiful.” My eyes gleam with the force of my possessiveness as I gaze down at her. “You’re my inspiration, but you’re not in charge here.”
“All right.” She gives me a coy look as I get her jeans off, then shivers as I dip my fingers inside her lace panties. Sliding them off, I toss them aside.
I take a moment to gaze at her fully naked on my bed, our bed.
“You’re prettier than a rose, Peace Jinkins. Sexy and sensual.” I sweep my thumb across her tempting lips, then glide my worshipful palm along her jaw. “I’m the luckiest man alive to have you.”
“I’m the lucky one,” she whispers, her hands skimming my hard pecs and then the ridges of my abs, doing some worshiping of their own.
I don’t argue with her, but between the two of us, I know having her that the tables are decisively tipped in my favor.
With my hands trembling, I reverently trace her curves, dislodging velvety rose petals that cling to her passion-dampened skin.
“Your skin is softer than these petals.” I search for more words but don’t find ones that are adequate except these. “I’m yours.”
I rise to get rid of my jeans and boxers. She watches me. Those incredible eyes of hers are a match strike, setting me on fire.
“Are you ready for me?” I put a knee to the mattress.
“Wet and aching.” She reaches for me. Snagging the chain around my neck, she pulls my face down to hers. I take her lips. She whimpers into my mouth. Finding my cock, she wraps her eager fingers around it. I pump into her hand.
“Bo.” She rips her mouth from mine, gasping for air. “I need you now.”
“I need you too, sweetheart.” I notch the head of my cock at her entrance, and we both gasp when I glide inside her. “So good. Fuck, you feel good.” I start to move. I must move. I couldn’t stop if the apartment were on fire. Withdrawing until only the tip remains inside her, I drag my hardness over the wet and swollen edges of her.
“Oh, Bo.” She moans and races her hands over me. I thrust into her purposefully slow, and she makes another desperate sound. “More, Bo.” She grabs my ass.
I give her more and groan when she tightens around me on my next deep stroke. My passion is a flame that she fans as I pound my cock into her. Repeatedly, hungrily, possessively, I give it to her. She moves with me, her hips rising and chasing my cock.
“Peace, baby.” My release gaining momentum like hers, I hammer into her. I take her higher. Making her mine, I bring us both to the edge.
“Bo. Oh, Bo. Yes.” She’s almost there. Her inner walls pulse around my cock.
“Look at me,” I order, and her closed eyes flutter open. “You’re my shooting star. Peace. The only light I’ll ever need.” In that miraculous glow, I see her, and I feel her love for me. Stiffening, I plant my cock deep inside her. I fill her with my seed.
“Yes, Bo. Yes.” She shudders beautifully with her release having, taking, and accepting me as I make her mine, not just for this moment but for always.