Chapter 37
THIRTY-SEVEN
CANE
I toss Harland’s shirt and bra onto the floor before I push her onto her back and slide my fingertips under the waistband of her gray Nike sweatpants. I roll them off, along with her panties.
Bringing my mouth to her thigh, I press a kiss to her soft skin. “God, you’re fucking perfection,” I murmur, kissing her leg again. “My angel.”
I kiss up her thigh, higher and higher, until my face is positioned right at her heat. Her legs fall apart without me even having to tell her, and I flick my tongue to her pussy as a reward.
“Goddamn, I missed this pussy,” I growl against her heat before driving my tongue straight inside of her.
Beneath my sweatpants, my cock swells. And with every lick of her I take, the more blood pumps to my dick, and soon, I can hardly think straight.
Her hands thrust into my hair, pulling and pushing on my face as she greedily tries to fuck my tongue. I taste her a little longer before I pull back slightly, replacing my tongue with a finger—and then two.
“Will you give me another first tonight, Harland?” I breathe out, fucking her with my fingers as her tranced eyes stay on mine. “Will you suck my cock while you rub your pussy on my face?”
Her mouth hangs open, and she moans, jerking her head up and down. “Y-yes,” she answers, thrusting her hips against my fingers.
Bringing my hand from her legs, I lift it to her lips.
I expect her to be bashful, maybe even a little confused.
Instead, when I smear my fingers across her lips, she opens her mouth, bringing them inside.
She sucks on my fingers, and my eyes stay fixated on her plump lips as I remember how good it felt the last time those lips were wrapped around my cock.
“Fuck, baby,” I growl. “You like sucking my dick, don’t you?”
“Mmhmm,” she whimpers, and I know right then, I need her to sit on my face right now.
Standing up, I peel my shirt over my head before I yank my pants and briefs down. My dick springs out, standing tall and proving how much I fucking missed this woman. I fall back onto the bed, grabbing her waist instantly.
“Put that ass right in my face and that pussy right on my lips,” I demand. “I wanna see how deep you can take my dick into your throat while I’m eating my favorite meal.”
When she spins around, I lean my neck up and flick my tongue against her clit, instantly earning me a moan.
“That’s right, baby,” I say, gritting my teeth. “Sit right on my fucking face. I need to feel that pussy drip all over my lips while you’re sucking my cock like I taught you to.”
The next thing I know, she sinks down, and I push my tongue deep inside of her sweet heat. She leans forward, and the second her lips wrap around my aching cock, I whimper against her pussy like a little bitch.
I know I’m not going to last long with her sitting on my face. Fuck, even if my dick wasn’t working its way down her throat, I still think that I’d probably come all over myself.
Her mouth slides up and down the length of my cock, and her tongue flicks against me, driving me fucking mad as I bury my own deeper inside of her.
“That’s it,” I growl between her thighs, hardly audible. “Suck my fucking dick.”
Her hips begin to lift up and down, and each thrust gets a little harder until she’s bouncing against my face, using my tongue as her own personal fuck toy.
Her sucking becomes erratic, and her moans get louder. So, when my balls begin to tingle, I know I’m seconds away from blowing my load down her throat. I’m not worried because I know she’s just as close as I am.
Right before her pussy begins convulsing, she fights to keep my dick inside her mouth, even through her screams and moans.
“Keep my cum inside your mouth, Harland.” I barely choke out the words because as soon as they leave my lips, my dick explodes.
I don’t know what I’m enjoying more—the feeling of my cock coming in her perfect mouth while she fights to keep her lips around me, not letting a single drop slip out, or her pussy strangling my tongue while her hips buck against my face harder and harder while she lets the orgasm crash over her … literally riding my face.
“Keep it inside, baby,” I tell her again.
I reach over her body and push her head down on my length while I finish filling her up.
Once she’s stopped convulsing, I gently pull her head up by her hair. “Now spit,” I growl. “Lube my cock up with my cum before you climb on it and fuck me.”
Even with her back to me, I whimper when I feel her do as she’s told, and a mixture of my cum and her spit drips down the length of my cock.
“Good fucking girl, baby,” I rasp. “Now spin around and sink down on it.”
Moving her body, she turns so that she’s straddling me. I gaze up at her, unable to stop my palms from sliding against her beautiful tits.
Her hips lift slightly, and she hovers herself over my aching dick before slowly sinking down.
“You’ll get two loads of my cum tonight, pretty girl,” I coo, trying to keep it together because, fucking A, it feels so good.
I drop my hands down, putting them on her hips. “No lesson right now, Catch. All I want is for you to ride me until we’re both coming.”
Her nipples harden, and she grabs my hands, putting them over her tits. She keeps her hands over mine as her hips begin to thrust back and forth before dropping her hands onto my abdomen for stability.
“Fuck, I love when you take what you want,” I practically hum.
I wonder if this is a dream or something because less than an hour ago, I was moping around, feeling like I’d lost the only woman I’d ever loved and thinking maybe she was better off without me and my issues. Now her pussy is soaked with my cum while she fucks me in my bed.
Maybe dreams do come true …
“And I love playing with these tits while you ride my dick.” I pinch her nipples between my fingers, and she moans, bouncing up and down on my lap. “Tell me how much you missed me, Harland.” I reach one hand around to her back, grabbing hold of her hair. “Need to hear you say it.”
“So much,” she whimpers. “I missed …” She stops, looking down at me.
“Nah-uh-uh.” I tsk her. “Tell me what you missed, pretty girl. Don’t be shy.”
“I missed making you come.” The confession slips from her lips, and somehow, my steel cock grows harder.
“Yeah?” I growl. “Well, good news for you: the only thing I want to do for the next few hours is come inside of you repeatedly. Until you’re too fucking full to take any more.” I pull her head back, just enough for her chin to angle up. “Is that what you want, Harland?”
“Y-yes,” she whines, her hips bucking. She moans so loud that it’s nearly a scream. “I’m … Cane … I’m going to—”
“Me too, baby.” I move both hands to her waist, thrusting her back and forth harder and faster. “Coming with you …” I choke out the words.
My head pushes into the pillow as she looks down at me, fighting to keep her eyes open while her pussy squeezes my cock, soaking me even more. She claws at my chest, her rocking slowing as she reaches the peak of her orgasm, sucking in a sharp breath between her teeth.
Her mouth hangs open, and her brows pull together just before a shiver runs down her body. I tremble, trying to catch my breath and stop my eyes from rolling back as I finish filling her up.
Seconds later, she collapses forward, resting her head against my shoulder. I slide my arms around her body, holding her close.
“I love you, Catch,” I huff out. “I’m so fucking glad you came back to me.”
“I love you too,” she whispers, pressing a kiss to my skin. “I’m so glad you waited for me.”
I have a lot more plans to fuck her in every position tonight—that’s not going to change.
But it’s been a long time since I’ve felt serenity in this bed.
And it’s been a long time since sleep has been easy to find.
With her in my arms, her heart beating against my chest, my eyes grow sleepy. And I know she’s relaxed too.
And without another word, almost like we’re both too peaceful to speak, we doze off. And I just hope to fucking hell that I won’t wake up and find that it was all a dream.
I don’t think I’d survive losing her twice.