Chapter 43 Lily
Lily
I’m giggling like a maniac all the way back to my room. This clearly is not where I saw the day going, but who could have predicted we would accidentally start a fire because of a candle I lit not even thinking about it. But also, who would have thought Parker would toss my shirt on top of it.
“Kind of ironic a firefighter started a fire,” I taunt while descending the stairs back into the basement.
“The same firefighter also put it out, you know?”
“Also, ironic that you’re the reason my parents upgraded the fire alarms.”
Parker wraps his arm around my stomach, hauling my body into his, lifting me to carry me the few feet back into my bedroom once again. I laugh manically as we enter my room, and he kicks the door shut.
Before I even realize what’s happening, Parker has my back pressed against the door, his body crowding mine.
His hand cups my cheek, and his lips land on mine while I pull off the blanket wrapped around his waist. I want to feel every inch of him again.
I hate that we were interrupted before, even if it was hilarious.
Parker lifts me up with a grip on the back of my thighs and presses me against the door with my legs wrapped around his waist. I can feel how hard he is between my legs.
I threw on some shorts but didn’t bother with any underwear so I can feel that his dick is back to being rock hard.
I can’t help but rub myself against him as best I can being in this position.
“Think you should get fucked after that?” he pants against my lips. Then his teeth sink into my bottom lip and I moan, stopping any response I have.
Instead of saying anything, I nod while also moving my hips. His cock is rubbing my clit at the perfect angle that I know I could come easily.
He shoves his tongue past my lips, and I lose myself in the way he kisses me. So desperate and needy. But I’m also needy right now, and I don’t even bother trying to hide it. “Parker, please,” I beg.
“Aw, please,” he mocks jokingly and it only makes me grind against him even harder. “Are you so desperate to come?”
I nod again, kissing him deeper. “I want to come—” I gasp. “On your cock.”
“I don’t think you should get to come at all.” He moves to nip at my jaw, and I let out a little growl of frustration.
Sinking my fingers into his hair, I yank his head back. “If you won’t give me your cock, then what if I ride this.” I run my thumb across his top lip and the mustache that adds a level of roughness when he eats me out that makes me see stars every time.
“You shouldn’t get either. I should put you on your knees and fuck this mouth of yours instead.”
“You want me to pretend that would be a punishment?” I smirk.
He nudges his nose against mine. “You’re a smart ass, you know that?”
“You love it.”
“I love you.”
I’ll never get tired of hearing him say that.
I don’t know how I thought anyone could love me like Parker.
No one has and no one could. This man is everything to me.
He gets me better than anyone and he loves me unconditionally even when I push him away.
Even when I’m at my worst, he’s loved me through it all.
And I’ll do the same. For the rest of forever I’ll love him the way he loves me.
“I love you too,” I whisper with a smile. “But seriously, please fuck me or I may scream.”
“I also love making you scream.”
“I know you do.” I wink. He pulls my shorts to the side, and I feel the blunt tip of his cock at my entrance, and I hardly have any time to prepare before he thrusts in roughly.
I’m so wet there’s no resistance, but the stretch around him still takes me a minute to adjust. I dig my nails into his back while he swallows my cries of pleasure with his mouth on mine again.
“That what you needed, baby?” he groans.
“Yes. It’s you, I always need you,” I moan.
“You don’t need me, Lil. You don’t need anyone. I’m lucky you chose me, that’s what matters.”
I moan at the combination of his words and the way his hips thrust again. This man. This. Fucking. Man. I cry out when he adjusts his hold on me and it causes him to go deeper into me. My eyes cross, or maybe I went partially blind for a second. Either way it feels beyond amazing.
“Please more, Parker,” I cry, even though I’m not sure I could actually take more. But I want anything and everything he’s going to give me.
His hands move to my hips, and he takes a step back, but my back remains against the door as I lean against it. He uses the hold on my hips to fuck me onto him. The way his sculpted body looks with his muscles flexed as he moves me how he wants is my undoing.
I claw at anything to hold onto as the orgasm slams into me. I’m crying and moaning as the powerful release completely consumes me.
“That’s it, so good coming all over my cock like that,” Parker praises and I swear if he keeps talking to me like that, I’ll end up truly combusting.
Can you pass out from coming too hard? Because I think I’m about to.
I feel myself slipping as my muscles relax and I feel like I may end up collapsing onto the floor. Parker doesn’t let me because of course he doesn’t. Instead, he’s hauling me back into his arms and moving us back over to my bed. He falls on his back, keeping my legs around him.
He moves up the bed and pulls on the waistband of my shorts. “Take these off.”
I shift to do what he said because I don’t have the energy to be smart with him anymore.
He slides my shirt off as well, and I notice he doesn’t toss it as aggressively this time.
I want to joke that I don’t have a candle lit anymore, but as soon as I’m naked he’s guiding me up his body to straddle his face.
Parker keeps his hands on my ass to keep me from scooting back while I balance on my knees over his head. I reach out to hold onto my headboard because my legs still don’t seem to be fully functioning.
“Ride my face, baby. I want to feel you come all over my tongue.”
I can’t help myself. “Save a horse, ride a cowboy?”
Parker chuckles, pulling me down onto him, and the vibration from his laughter has me moaning right away.
I swear this man’s mouth should be illegal because with the way he licks and sucks on every sensitive part of me has yet another orgasm already close.
I don’t even think I can get myself to come as fast as Parker can.
He hums against me, and the vibration on my clit has me tightening my grip on the headboard. I grind myself harder against his mouth as he fucks me with his tongue. The roughness of his mustache along with the softness of his lips and tongue feels so fucking good.
“Parker, fuck, I’m going to come again,” I cry as my hips start to move even faster, instinctively chasing the release that’s been lingering since the last one.
“You better,” he says below me, almost like a threat.
His grip on my ass tightens, guiding me even harder against him. I’m moaning, moving, and when I look down toward him to see the heat in his eyes I lose it. I come with a cry, holding myself up with my grip on the headboard.
I faintly hear Parker growl, “Fuck yeah.”
I’m still coming down when he flips me onto my back, his body on mine and he’s thrusting into me again roughly.
This time he doesn’t give me a moment to adjust, or for me to even breathe.
He takes my hands in both of his, intertwining our fingers, and holding them down at the side of my head while he kisses the life out of me.
He fucks me so hard the headboard I was holding onto is now banging against the wall.
The sound mixes with our moans that are hardly muffled by each other’s mouths.
I didn’t think it would be possible to come again.
But I also don’t know if the last release even ended because I’m tightening around him as another one barrels through me.
This time, Parker groans, whispering praises against my lips as he fucks into me so deep I can feel every inch of him. He comes; I swear I can feel his cum and it only makes me tighten around him even more trying to keep every part of him inside me.
We’re panting against each other’s lips, both recovering from our releases. I make a little whimper noise, and it has Parker moving off me right away. I don’t want his weight off me, but he’s pulling me into him again and I don’t mind.
I don’t even care that I can feel his cum leaking out of me; I couldn’t get up even if I wanted to because my muscles were so tight that after relaxing, I just feel weak. Sated, happy and weak. In the best way.
“Move in with me,” Parker says, his voice is low. I look up at him because I’m not sure if he really just said that or if I imagined it.
With the way he’s looking at me I know that was real.
“Isn’t it a little soon?” I squeak.
He shrugs. “I’ve been in love with you since we were teenagers, I don’t think anything would be too soon. I want you and Tulips to move in with Franki and me.”
“Into your house?”
He huffs a laugh, pressing his lips to my hair for a quick kiss. “Yes, or we could get our own place. I want to wake up with you every day. I want to come home to you. I don’t want a day without you.”
I don’t know what to say, there’s not much for me to say except the one word I can’t hold back. “Yes.”