15. Deacon
Chapter 15
Deacon
Heaven.
That’s what it felt like to kiss Charlie.
My entire body seized up when she first pressed her lips to mine because I’d thought of this moment for so long. Dreamt of it in my wildest dreams, thinking it would never come true.
But as her little moan hummed against me, I couldn’t contain myself anymore. I wanted her. Needed her. Like I needed the fucking air I breathed.
I slid my palm down the length of her side and gripped her bottom with my hands to pull her down onto my lap. Our lips parted and she let out a bubble of laughter that had my heart skipping beats.
Long strands of her sunset red hair fell over her shoulders. The crystalline blue of her eyes seemed to soften as I moved my hands upward to the sides of her face.
“I want to make you laugh every fucking day of my life, Sunshine.” Nuzzling my nose against hers, I felt her cheeks ball as she smiled. “It’s the best sound I’ve ever heard.”
Soft lips pressed against the center of my forehead as my fingers dug into her plush hips. “As long as I get to see you smile every day of mine.” There was a huskiness to her voice I hadn’t heard before. It was sultry and luscious and fuck …everything about her was carved to perfection by God himself.
Burying my hands in her hair, I kissed her again. This time, she opened up for me fully. Swiping my tongue against hers, I groaned at her warmth and sweet taste. There was nothing in this world that mattered more than this. It felt like falling as my stomach tightened and my heart beat faster. But the feel of her…it kept me grounded too. Kissing her was like coming home after spending years at war. It was the only place I wanted to be.
Her arms draped over my shoulders and when she started running her fingertips lightly over the base of my neck, goosebumps exploded down my arms. Everything with her felt like I was seeing the world again for the first time. It didn’t matter who came before her because no one had made me feel the way she did.
Tangled together, she started rolling her hips forward in slow tantalizing motions that had my cock stirring.
When I gripped her ass and lifted my hips to give her the friction I knew she wanted, she bit my lower lip and dove her tongue deeper into my mouth.
“Fuck, yes,” I murmured against her lips, and I felt her smile against me.
“There’s too much clothing between us,” she said, breaking the kiss. She frantically reached between us for the hem of my sweater, but I grabbed the sides of her arms before she could continue.
Letting out a little whimper, she stuck out her bottom lip at me and pouted. I laughed because it was the cutest damn thing I’d ever seen.
“What?” The word was a plea. “Why are we stopping?”
With a deep inhale, I breathed in her sweet vanilla scent and moved my palms back to the sides of her face. Her skin was flush, making the dusting of freckles over her nose and cheeks stand out even more.
“I just want to look at you for a moment.” Her lashes fanned out over her cheeks as she leaned into my left palm. “I don’t want to miss a thing.”
The air between us was heady as we just looked at one another. Our breaths slowed as each moment passed by. I tried to memorize every detail of her beauty so if I ever lost the chance of keeping her in my arms, I’d at least have this. A memory I could hold onto forever.
The gentle slope of her pert nose was cute as a button. I drew my thumb along the edge of her jaw, bringing me to her rosy lips with a sharp cupid’s bow on top. There was a small chicken pox scar right below her left temple where she probably scratched herself as a kid. Firelight caught the strands of her hair, turning them copper and a deep red depending on the shadows that bounced around the room.
“Stunning,” I whispered as I grasped her wrists and looked at her dainty hands. “I want to see what you’ve created with these hands. I want to watch you paint.”
On a whispered breath she said, “Tomorrow. Tonight, I want to do…other things.”
Looking into those sky blue eyes, I brought her left wrist to my lips and kissed the edge of her palm. She watched me with hooded eyes as I made my way down her forearm, kissing every bit of her soft skin.
“Other things,” I echoed, coming back to plant another kiss on her wrist. “What might those other things be?”
“Must I say them out loud?” She stirred in my lap, and it took every bit of self-control not to grind my hard length against her.
“I’d like it very much if you did.” Leveling my gaze on her, I swore the air vibrated between us with the tension we both felt.
As she leaned forward, her breasts rubbing slightly against my chest, she whispered in my ear, “I want you to kiss me between my legs. And once you’ve had your fill, I want you to slide your cock into me, so deep that I feel every single inch inside of me. But not too fast.” She nipped the bottom of my earlobe with her teeth, and I groaned, no longer able to control myself as I ground my hips against her warmth that I could feel even through our clothes.“Because I want this to last all night long.”
When Charlie pulled back there was a look on her face I hadn’t seen before. Sultry eyes looked back at me. She was a woman who clearly knew her body well. Knew exactly what she wanted from a man, and I was damn near begging to give it to her.
“This is what you want?” I slid my hand up her thigh then between her legs where I knew she was soaking wet and ready from the moisture that had gathered against the fabric of her leggings.
“Yes,” she breathed, head tilting back so far, the ends of her hair swished against the fabric of my jeans.
I rubbed her clit in slow circles as her grip on my shoulders tightened. Watching her writhe beneath me was like seeing one of the seven wonders of the world. It was so fucking beautiful, so alluring. My cock strained against my jeans, but I ignored it. This moment was about her.
With flushed cheeks and hooded eyes, she looked back at me. She bit her bottom lip as she started moving her hips against my fingers. With my other hand, I threaded my fingers through her hair and brought her lips to mine. We were a wild mess of tongues and teeth, the heat between us growing nearly unbearable as we quickened our pace. She ground against the palm of my hand as I continued to massage my fingers over her little nub.
“I want you to lick me, Deacon. I want to feel your tongue over my clit.” Her breaths were hot against my lips as she spoke.
“My woman wants me to kiss and suck on her clit,” I moaned as she ran the edge of her teeth against my jaw. “Let me fucking give it to her.”
She paused for a moment and took my face between her hands. A shy look passed over her face as she sucked on the bottom right corner of her lip. “Say it again.”
My words repeated in my mind and then I knew exactly what she wanted. I could see it clear as day written on her face. “My woman,” I repeated, nuzzling my nose against her neck.
She hugged me in such a sweet and tender way, it jarred me for a second. Sweet and tender wasn’t my typical experience of anything in life. But that’s what Charlie was. Feisty like the burn of bourbon, but sweet like smooth honey and tender like a gentle spring wind. She was everything I never knew I wanted. Never knew I needed . Because I’d denied myself even though I’d felt that string connecting us from the moment I laid my eyes on her.
“Is it crazy that I knew I was yours back then? That all it took was one look and I had fallen for you?” Her words were like a balm to my weary soul.
“Not at all, Sunshine.” I kissed the corner of her mouth. “You're just a lot better at listening to your heart than I am. Because I knew it then too. I just…” I tilted my head downward and stared at the hem of her lavender sweater. “I had a lot of things get in my way.”
“We don’t have to think about those things right now.” She slid her hands beneath my shirt. I shivered from the touch of her knuckles grazing my skin as she lifted it above my head.
“We don’t have to think at all.” She pulled me in close and trailed her lips along the top of my shoulder. I closed my eyes, taking in every moment that passed between us because I knew that come morning, everything might be different.
Placing my hands beneath her arms, I lifted her onto the edge of the couch and knelt between her open thighs.
Shadows from the fireplace danced across her freckled face. The blue of her eyes seemed brighter from the lust-filled glassiness. I loved seeing her this way. Undone and fucking ready for me to claim her.
She was mine .
Lifting her hips, she gave me the green light to take the next step. I gripped the edge of her black leggings and pulled them down, taking my time as I ran the top of my fingers over her thighs and shins.
Tossing them to the side, she giggled as she settled her ass back on the couch. The only thing between me and her sweet pussy was a blush pink thong with little daisies embroidered on it. I slid my pointer finger under the side edge and lifted.
“I like these.”
Her voice was husky as she said, “Noted,” then wiggled her hips to the side, trying to edge my finger where she wanted it.
I leaned forward and slid my cheek against her left thigh. Squirming under my touch, she laughed again. “That tickles.”
“Sensitive?” I asked right before I dug my fingers into her inner thigh, massaging the muscle. Goosebumps rose along her legs as she squeezed me between them from the intense reaction her body was having.
“Yes, but I like it.”
“Noted,” I huffed on a breath. “What about this?” I rubbed both of my thumbs along the inseam of her thighs, right next to her clit.
She pouted, sticking out her bottom lip. “Now, you’re just teasing me.”
I smiled cruelly knowing exactly what I was doing to her. Then, I lifted her thong to the side, revealing her pink sweetness. Charlie’s chest rose as she inhaled deeply. Keeping my eyes on her, I blew cold air over her sex and her head rolled back against the couch, her hands opening and closing against the blanket beneath her.
“Eyes on me,” I demanded, wanting her to watch me as I tasted her for the first time.
Those blue eyes slid to meet mine, nearly hidden beneath long thick lashes. When she locked her gaze onto me, I spread her legs wider and licked her in one long stroke.
“Ahhh,” she moaned, her rosy lips forming into a perfect o. The exact expression I’d wanted to see on her ethereal face for days.
She was sweet and salty against my tongue, and I loved every fucking bit of it. Devouring her with my mouth, I sucked on her clit. Licking every bit of her until she was soaking wet, her hips started to roll against my mouth.
“Don’t stop, Deacon. Please, don’t stop.” Her voice was breathy with need as I felt her legs quivering beneath my palms that kept them wide.
“Never,” I whispered.
I went to work, worshipping every little sound from her mouth as my cock grew so fucking hard, I thought it might bust through my jeans. With one hand on her, I unbuttoned and unzipped my pants for some relief.
“You taste so good, beautiful. So fucking good. So sweet.” She smiled lazily as her hips circled, my lips and tongue claiming her again.
“I want you, Deacon. I need you.” Her bottom lip quivered as she sucked in a sharp breath.
“I’m here, gorgeous. I’m here,” I whispered against her sex as she threaded her fingers through my hair and pulled me back to her.
Nothing had ever tasted so good as her against my tongue and I couldn’t get enough as I lapped up every bit of her. Suckling and pulling on her clit, I pressed my thumbs against the side of her entrance, giving her more pressure. More friction. More of what my woman needed.
“Close,” she breathed. “Deacon, I’m close.”
I hummed against her with pure male satisfaction. She was mine and her body answered to everything I was giving her. Like she was made for me.
Fuck. Yes .
Charlie panted as I swirled the tip of my index finger against her entrance. She bucked against me, trying to move herself onto my finger. I gave her exactly what she wanted as I slipped inside her tight, wet center.
“You’re so wet, baby girl. So wet for me.”
She nodded with a lust-filled smile curling the corners of her lips. “Only for you,” she murmured before my lips sealed over her clit again and I drove her buck wild with my tongue and finger moving in tandem, inching her toward the edge.
“Yes! Don’t stop!” she cried out, her eyes rolling into the back of her head as she gripped the blanket like it was the only thing keeping her tied to earth.
Working in long fluid strokes, I kept my tongue on her, loving every second of her sweetness in my mouth. I pulled my finger out of her and slowly added another one to give her the fullness I knew she craved.
“Oh my god!” Charlie lurched forward and gripped the back of my hair, riding my face like she fucking owned me. I nearly burst at the seams watching her come undone for me as her orgasm took hold, wracking through her entire body in quivering waves. Her legs shook as she fell back onto the couch and I came off her, retreating my fingers slowly from the tight grip her pussy had on me.
When she looked up at me with a satisfied grin on her face, I took my fingers that had wrung the orgasm from her and sucked her wetness from them.
“You taste divine, Sunshine.”