Chapter Twenty-two #2
“Stick your tongue out and open your mouth.” I order her, and she happily obliges.
Her mouth hangs open right beneath my dick, and I have a sudden urge to snap a photo because she looks so goddamn good like this.
Sliding my hand into her hair, I line her up and inch my dick into her warm, wet mouth that feels like heaven. “Oh fuuuuck.”
I slowly thrust my hips forward, and her mouth stretches to take my cock, the corners of her lips reddening from the tightness.
“There you go, baby. Every single inch down that tight throat.”
She struggles to fit half of it before gagging and gasping for air.
I pet her head and pull out to give her a break. “You’re doing so fucking good.”
She catches her breath and lifts her head, sticking her tongue back out with a look I’ve seen a thousand times before. The look that only comes out with her competitive side.
She wants to take it all, and that’s the hottest thing I’ve ever fucking seen.
“So fucking hot,” I grunt and bend down, running my tongue up hers before letting my spit trail off mine, dropping down into her mouth.
Her pupils explode with desire.
“Next time, you can try to get it all,” I murmur before grabbing the back of her neck and kissing her deeply. “Right now, I need to feel that sweet pussy of yours stretch out around me.”
A nagging question won’t leave me alone, and curiosity is getting the best of me, even though I’m sure I don’t want to know the answer. “Have you been with anyone since that night with me?”
She nervously bites down on her bottom lip, and my heart drops, but then she shakes her head. “No, so you might have to go slow. Nothing’s, uhh … stretched me out since you.”
That sentence is nearly enough to make me come on the spot.
“Thank fucking God,” I grunt and plunge my tongue into her mouth, kissing her pathetically and greedily. “And no one but me ever will again.”
She nods in agreement, her eyes darkening.
A glimpse of concern flashes across her features, and I don’t need her to say what’s on her mind to know what she’s wondering.
“No, I haven’t either. It was only ever you, Sunset. Back then. Now. All the same. I’ve always been yours.”
She throws her arms around my neck and tugs me forward, claiming my lips with hers as I position myself between her thighs, rubbing my tip back and forth through her soaked center.
There’s no way in hell I’m going to last very long. For fuck’s sake, her words have nearly undone me countless times.
“You’re sure?” I whisper between kisses.
She nods, her tongue melting against mine. “Yes. Please ,” she whimpers.
When I push my tip inside of her, she sucks in a sharp breath at the pressure. God, she’s so goddamn tight. It’s going to take a minute to warm her up to taking me.
Trailing my kisses and tongue down her neck, I palm her tits and jiggle them before taking her right nipple into my mouth, sucking and flicking my tongue.
Her back arches, and her body opens up more to me as I thrust an inch forward.
“These are so fucking perfect, baby.”
My tongue flicks back and forth rapidly over her nipple before switching to the other, my hips rolling gently back and forth.
“More,” she exhales breathlessly.
Smirking down at her, I push her further, thrusting a couple inches deeper inside of her tight cunt.
Her hips buck, and a helpless groan leaves her lips as she stares up at me. “You’re so fucking big, Mason,” she groans, and my cock twitches inside of her.
“And look at you, being my good fucking girl and taking it.” I thrust forward.
Pulling out to the tip, I can feel and sense the moment her pressure becomes pleasure as I sink back inside of her, her body taking almost all of me as she moans with ecstasy.
Trailing my fingers down her stomach, I find that sweet bundle of nerves and circle it slowly.
Her breathing becomes faster and faster as I try to match my thrusts to her moans.
“Yeah? You’re going to come for me already, baby?” I palm her tit roughly and lean down, propping myself up on that arm. “Keep those pretty eyes open. I want you to look at me the whole fucking time.”
In one strong thrust, I fill her to the fucking brim as I tenderly thrust her over and over until she reaches the edge of her orgasm.
She cries out, her eyes drifting shut.
Pulling my hand from her clit, I grab her jaw firmly. “Look at me, baby. Right now.”
Her eyelids flutter open as she becomes a puddle of arousal beneath me. “Oh fuck, Mason .”
My name sounds ragged and needy. My balls tighten in response, my spine tingling as I fight my orgasm.
Not yet .
“I’m not going to last much longer,” I warn her, and she nods deliriously. “Come with me. One last time.”
She rakes her bottom lip between her teeth. “You’re so fucking deep right now.”
Sitting up tall, I grab her hips and slam into her. She cries out, and I chuckle darkly, grunting with each thrust.
“Oh, baby, you want to see deep?”
Lifting her hips up off the bed, I hold her up and effortlessly move her, sliding her on my cock with my hands and meeting the motion with my thrust, filling her to the brim every time.
Her moans quicken, and I know neither of us has much more to give.
Angling my hips down, I lower her ass to the blankets and flatten my hand against her lower stomach, pushing down right there .
“Can you feel it, baby? Because I can. All the way in your fucking stomach when I do this.” I fill her completely, our gasps and groans like music in the air.
“Oh fuck,” she whimpers, and her body starts clenching around my cock like a tight fist as her legs quiver uncontrollably. “I’m coming. Holy shitttt.”
She explodes around me, her head rocking back, her chin in the air as her legs shake around me. Her pulsing orgasm makes my vision spot.
“I want to fill you up with every fucking drop,” I groan with a hint of hesitation, waiting for her approval.
“I’m on birth control. It’s fine. Give it to me, all of it,” she moans, her pussy pulsing in waves. “I love you. Fuck, I love you so much.”
And I’m flying, high above the ground, my body light as a feather at her words.
What comes next is otherworldly.
I’m falling, my orgasm tearing the seams of reality down around me.
My hearing flickers in and out as I grunt, groan, whine, and grind her name through my teeth over and over. My cock pulses, my cum pumping into her.
“Daphne.” I whimper her name, my head tipped back to the stars.
A giggle slips past her lips, and I look down to find her blushing intensely with a shy smile.
My grin takes over my face. “What are you giggling at, huh?” I lean down and tickle her side.
She jumps, pleasure jolting through me as she shifts on my dick.
Gently, I ease out of her, watching my cum slowly spill down her center.
“That was … really fucking hot,” she whispers as I reach into the tote and grab a towel that I stored in there just in case.
I clean her up, then wipe myself off before tossing the towel to the grass. I grab the jersey and signal for her to lift her arms, which she does. I pull it over her head, and she slips her arms through the sleeves.
I grab her chin, kissing her quickly. “I love you too, Daph. Always have. Always will.”
Kneeling away from her, I grab her panties and toss them to her, keeping the leggings where they are as I pull my boxers and sweats back up, opting to keep my shirt off.
She happily wiggles herself upright and slides beneath the top blanket before eyeballing the charcuterie board. Reading her mind, I grab it for her and set it in her lap.
Reaching over, I snatch the laptop before sliding into place at her side beneath the blanket. “All right, Sunset, what movie are we watching?”
She taps her chin and looks up and over at me. “I don’t know.”
I cock my head to the side and stare at her like she’s crazy. “You don’t know? Ms. Girl with a Movie List.”
She shrugs. “I usually watched those to feel all the love and swooniness that I always craved. But I have all of those feelings right now, being here with you.”
Leaning down to my side, I kiss her softly. “You are such a softy.”
She grabs her heart and acts playfully offended. “I know.”
“But I love that about you.” I throw my arm over her shoulders. “Come on. I know you’ve got a title locked and loaded in that mind of yours.”
She thinks for all of a single second before uttering, “ Pretty Woman . It’s really one of my all-time faves.”
“Deal.” I quickly search it up and log in to the streaming site it’s available on. “Got it.”
She happily snacks away at her food with a big smile on her face as the movie starts. I set my laptop on the tote lid between us as Julia Roberts comes into frame.
“You’ve really set a high bar for yourself. You know that, right?” she asks sassily, biting into a cracker with attitude.
I chuckle and steal the other half of her snack, popping it into my mouth. “It’s a good thing I’m a pro between the pipes. I’ll hit that top bar every time.”
She kicks her feet gently beneath the blanket, and I have to restrain myself from having cuteness aggression and mauling her.
“I have something to tell you,” I murmur to her, and she looks up at me worriedly. “Don’t be scared. It’s good news. At least I hope you think so.” My heart hammers in my chest.
This is the moment. I mean, a lot of moments recently have felt this way. But this one is different because I changed everything about my future for her in hopes that we’d end up here.
I take a shaky breath. “I won’t be going to play for the Avalanche after graduation.”
Her eyes fall, a look of sadness flashing across her face. “Wait, what? But playing pro is your dream. Mason, you can’t give that up for me.”
I smile down at her, and her shoulders relax slightly.
“I’ll be playing for the North Stars.”
Her face lights up. “What?! Are you serious?”
Love blooms in my chest at her reaction. “Yeah. I won’t be going anywhere anytime soon. I’m staying right here. With you.”
She grabs my face and pulls it down to hers, kissing me roughly. Her voice is thick with emotion, “Thank fucking God.”
We stay like that for a moment, just holding each other and basking in our love and the hope for what’s to come.
Julia Roberts says something that catches her attention, and she turns, watching the movie while curling up tightly into my side.
“Mason, look!” she shouts and points up in the sky. “A shooting star.”
My heart drops as I follow her finger and spot it, burning brightly and falling across the sky.
It’s beautiful but a little nerve-racking, given what happened last time.
“Are you going to make a wish?” she asks eagerly.
“No, I don’t need to.” I shake my head.
Reaching over, I cup her cheek and seal my lips with hers, knowing that there’s nothing else in the world for me to wish for.
I have everything I could ever want right here .