Chapter 22 #2

His fingers replaced his tongue, and he licked his way through my folds to my clit.

He filled me with his fingers, stretching my body wide.

The drag of his fingers inside me did things to me I wasn’t ready for.

Coupled with the persistent flick of his tongue against my clit, it wasn’t long before I was stifling my moans in a pillow and coming hard on his tongue.

“So fucking good,” he growled softly. “More, Reegan. More.”

He twisted his fingers inside me, adding more friction. He pressed my thighs wider, and I felt a sharp bite of pain on my clit that had me bucking on the bed.

He hummed, sending a vibration through me that was better than any vibrator I’d ever owned because it came from the man I loved. From Josh. From a man who wanted me to feel good, then set about making that happen.

I breathed hard, my entire body bowing up as another orgasm pressed down on me. All thoughts ceased, and the only thing I was aware of was Josh between my legs, making me come. Making me love him. Making me feel good while he neglected his own orgasm.

Thankfully, I was barely aware of Ashlyn sleeping in the room next to us and held in the scream that wanted to fly from my lips as I came hard enough to black out. My throat burned from holding back. My head pulsed. My body felt like overcooked noodles.

Josh kissed my inner thighs, the beautiful man waiting for me to come back to earth after he sent me to heaven. He smiled. “You back?”

I nodded. “Yes, and I want you.”

He shook his head, his face twisting with pain. “No, Reegan, I don’t want to risk anything.”

“I don’t either, but I can make you come with my mouth the way you just did for me.”

“That’s not why I did this.”

“And this is not why I want to do that. I want to taste you, Josh. I want to lick you and suck you and make you feel as good as you made me feel.”

“Fuck,” he hissed. “You’re making it hard to be a good man right now.”

“You’ll always be a good man,” I told him.

He drew a breath.

“Please let me, Josh. Let me taste you.”

He shook his head. “I can’t say no to you.”

I smiled. “Good.” I moved to the side. “On the bed.”

He chuckled but did as I asked. His shirt vanished, and he brought my lips to his. I tasted myself on his mouth and groaned. He groaned in response, his hands sliding down my back to cup my ass.

I pulled back, not letting him distract me from my mission. I raised an eyebrow at him, and he laughed.

“You’re too tempting. I can’t get enough of you.”

“Same. Now drop your pants.”

He barked a laugh, then brought his fist to his mouth. “Sorry.”

“It’s okay.”

He stood and dropped his shorts and briefs to the floor, then sat on the edge of the bed.

I kneeled on the pillow he used, licking my lips when I got up close to his impressive erection.

“Fuck, Reegan, you’re looking at me like you’ve never had anything better.”

“Never,” I whispered. “I’ve been wanting to taste you.”

He grabbed his dick, squeezing tight at the base. “You’re going to make me lose it.”

I looked up at him, smirking. “That’s the point.”

He laughed softly. He cupped my jaw, and the look in his eyes was one that froze the breath in my lungs.

The words were right there on my tongue, but I swallowed them back. I wasn’t going to tell him I loved him two seconds before I gave him a blowjob, and a few minutes after he made me come. Those words needed to be said when he knew I meant them for the right reasons.

He stared into my eyes for a long moment, then met my lips in a soft kiss that sent me reeling.

I dragged my mouth from his, trailing my lips over his body until I reached his dick, kissing the tip. I gently pushed his shoulder so he’d lie back, making his cock stand upright.

He grabbed a pillow and shoved it under his head, watching me as I licked him. His cock jumped whenever my tongue touched it.

I wrapped my lips around him and drew him all the way into my mouth. He was salty and musky, and it turned me on. I pulled back until just the tip was in my mouth, then swirled my tongue around his thick head.

He groaned, his hands tightening on the comforter.

I looked up at him, watching the pleasure roll over his body. Muscles tensed, skin flushed, face pinched. This was a man in the throes of passion. A man who was barely holding back.

I didn’t want him to hold back. I wanted every bit of him. I brought my hands up, sliding my nails over his thighs and continuing until I reached his chest.

He captured my hands and brought them to his lips. His eyes opened, and he met my gaze.

I didn’t look away from him as I dragged my teeth along his cock.

His muscles twitched, and his hands tightened.

I raised an eyebrow.

“You look so fucking sexy with your lips around my dick.”

I grabbed his hands and brought them to my head. I could tell he wanted to control me, and I wanted him to take what he needed from me.

His fingers dove into my hair, and with my permission, he took over. He pushed me back and stood in front of me, making sure his cock never slipped from my mouth.

“Are you ready for me, Reegan? You want me to fuck your pretty mouth?”

I groaned and grabbed his thighs, digging my nails in.

“You’re fucking beautiful on your knees in front of me.” He pumped his dick into my mouth. “Fuck, your mouth on me is so damn hot.”

I felt myself dripping down my legs. His dirty words were doing things for me. Good things. I wanted to reach between my thighs and come with him, but if I waited, he’d take care of that for me.

“I missed you, Reegan. Seeing your smile, the light in your eyes. I never planned to end up here like this, but it feels like the best reward. To have this memory of you. I’m about to come, sweetheart. Fuck, you feel so damn good. I can’t… Reegan.”

He tried to pull back, but I held firm, not letting him move away from me.

“Fuck, Reegan. You’re so fucking beautiful. I’m coming, sweet honey. Reegan.” He pumped into my mouth as he spoke, coming in long, thick spurts.

I held onto him, letting him finish before I eased back. He slipped from between my lips, and I looked up at him as I swallowed him down.

“Holy shit, that was hot.”

“Yeah, it was. That turned me on.”

“Is that so?”

“I’m dripping,” I admitted.

“Well, we can’t have that.” He jerked me up and switched places so fast I barely had time to react before he was licking my thighs clean and demanding another orgasm from me.

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