Chapter 18
Val
He’s so much better than I expected. I had my suspicions that he’d be eager to please.
But his aptitude is a very welcome surprise.
It didn’t take him long at all to figure out how to touch me.
And now that fucking mouth is working in ways I never knew possible.
Digging my nails into his hair, my face tilts to the ceiling as his tongue flicks and flattens against my sensitive clit.
Then he pushes his hand deep inside to curl against the back of my pelvis, drawing a long moan out of me.
After a moment, I realize there’s a pattern. His rapid licks are punctuated periodically by the firm thrust of his first two fingers.
I don’t care, it feels amazing.
Like a machine, he churns against my needy pussy.
It’s been so damn long since I’ve been with anyone. Maybe I was just killing time until Sawyer.
Because holy shit.
Pressure builds like a tightening spring, rippling through my limbs in faster and faster waves of heat.
“Don’t stop,” I beg him.
My thighs quake and I cling to him for balance.
Three…two…one…thrust. His fingers curl again on cue.
Fuck, I don’t know what’s worse, knowing he’s in a rhythm, or not being able to do anything to stop it when he—
Plunges inside.
“Oh my god.” My breathing gets more erratic with every cycle. I don’t think I can handle another.
Long strokes of his tongue.
Sideways with fluttering licks.
Here it comes.
He fills me again, tumbling me over the edge in an intense explosion.
Somehow he catches me as my legs give out.
His cheeks glisten when he grins. “I knew you had a cheat code.”
Slumping into his chest, my arms are too weak to even wrap around his neck. “What was that? I thought you’d never done this before.” A stupid smile is plastered to my lips as I bask in the fuzzy euphoria.
His abs ripple when he laughs. “Just some stupid thing that would get me extra lives in old video games.”
“Well it certainly made me feel like I was reborn.” I tug his head down and taste myself in his kiss.
“Sawyer?” I whisper, running my nails through his unruly dark hair. “Take me to bed.” My hand drifts down between us to stroke his long, hard cock.
A shiver runs through him when I touch him.
But he easily stands, lifting me with him.
So strong and fit.
He sets me gently on the mattress, but then stands awkwardly like he doesn’t know what to do next.
“Come here.” I let my legs dangle over the edge, gesturing for him to stand between my knees. “It’s my turn.”
Still, he hesitates. “Val—” His palms drape over his crotch. “—I just need a second or I’m gonna…” His ribs flex with his heavy panting.
“That’s the idea.” I reach out and tug him by the mushroomed head of his erection closer. “To come and come again.”
His pouty lower lip rolls between his teeth and his nostrils flare. “I just didn’t know if—” He squeezes his eyes shut when I stroke the full, impressive length of him.
“What? One and done?” That makes me snort. “How many times have you gotten off in a single day?”
He hisses a sharp inhale when I cup his tightening sack.
“A bunch. Hell, three last night,” he grits with his fists bunched against his thighs.
“Oh, what a good boy.” I’m going to have so much fun with him. “Sawyer? Look at me.”
I wait until his baby blues lock on mine, then slowly open my mouth to lick the very tip of his leaking cock.
His Adam’s apple bobs furiously as a quake runs through his lean, naked body. Veins in his arms bulge, betraying just how much he’s struggling.
With one, long, continuous swirl, I keep my gaze on him as I pull a pearled droplet from his slit.
A high pitched moan punctuates his pants.
It’s such a turn on seeing him fight himself. All because he wants to please me over his own needs.
So slowly, I take him between my parted lips and grip his shaft, guiding him deeper in lengthening strokes.
He’s so fucking big I have to force myself to relax.
But I’m just as determined as he is.
I want all of him.
“Val,” he rasps. Sweat prickles over his spasming belly. “I’m, I’m—” He tries to pull away.
Nope.
With my other hand, I snug my fingers around the top of his scrotum, trapping him by the balls as I speed up.
His long groan is punctuated by his clenching thrusts, driving himself deeper as he erupts.
Hot, thick cum spurts down my throat.
And I hungrily swallow, sucking manically until he’s spent.
“Mercy,” he cries out, collapsing sideways onto the mattress next to me. “Holy shit, I felt that in my toenails.” His crooked grin buries into the comforter.
I still have a grip on him and massage out one last droplet with my thumb.
Another convulsion works through him that he muffles into the blanket.
Moving closer, I push his shoulder to flatten him against the bed. “We’re just getting started.” Straddling his belly, I lean over to kiss him.
I want him to taste himself on my lips. To know that there’s no line between us now.
He eagerly opens for my invading tongue, his palms framing my face. Then he moves to trace down my flanks before his fingers dig into the flesh of my hips.
I’ve had a sample and I want more.
Every piece of him.
When I latch onto the tender skin below his ear, another moan rattles from his chest that he tries to cover with a cough.
Tangling my knuckles into his hair, I jerk hard enough his chin tilts up.
“Don’t you dare hide how good it feels. I own every one of those. Give me the noise.” I snag his pouty lower lip between my teeth and nip hard enough I know it hurts.
He lets out a brief, high pitched whine with his exhale that shifts into a low groan when my nails rake his chest.
But he stops himself again with fire in his gaze. “Make me,” he whispers.
My lips purse as I stare at his swollen mouth, then push myself up so I’m sitting on his hard abdomen. “You want me to mark you?” Pressing each of my index fingers into the hollow of his collarbones, I make a bright red “V” that meets just below the scrape in the center of his chest.
His moan vibrates my thighs as my hands cross.
Then I feel his stiff cock bounce against my ass.
That didn’t take long.
Grasping his sharp jaw, I turn his face far enough I can put a matching bite mark on the opposite side from the one I put on him this morning.
With a gasp, his hips roll under me.
“You want the world to know who claims you?” I pour the words against his racing pulse, then suction another dark blemish next to the other. “That you’re mine as long as you wear these?”
His pupils swell to overtake the blue in his gaze. “All yours.”
Heat rushes through me.
He’s so different from Chris, who took what he wanted.
It was always about his needs, not mine. I thought that’s how it was supposed to be.
Sawyer is completely the opposite.
Pushing myself up, I pull his hands to cup my breasts. “You know, for this to work, I want you to enjoy it too.”
His body jerks under me when he snorts. “Oh, you have no idea how much I’m enjoying this.”
I fight a smile, but lose when I see the awe in his focus.
His fingers tighten over my nipples in a firm pinch.
Reaching behind me, I press his hard length against the small of my back. “Sawyer?” I’m not sure if I should admit the truth.
But he’s been honest. He deserves it back.
I do want him. And I don’t want to share. “I want to be yours just as badly. Hand me one of those condoms.”