63. Daltyn #2
“Impatient,” I gently scold. “We have all night. I’m not wasting one single second.”
I tease her some more before I put my tongue where she wants it most. Her hands fist the sheets as she arches.
“That’s it,” I whisper as my tongue slides from her clit to her slit, then back. “Just enjoy it.”
I tease her, driving her higher and higher, until I finally insert one, then another finger inside her.
She writhes and twists, moaning my name, her nails slicing into my scalp.
But I don’t stop.
I never want to stop.
I know I’ll never deserve this woman. Not with the darkness that still lives inside me.
But that won’t stop me from wanting her. Taking her. Loving her.
When her thighs quiver around me, I lock in my focus, determined to make her come so hard she sees stars.
“Oh my... fuck. Daltyn.” She’s gripping my hair like she’s hanging on to a life raft, grinding against my mouth. “I’m gonna?—”
“Come for me,” I rasp. “I need to taste you.”
She jerks against me before she detonates, her back arched, screaming my name as she closes her eyes.
She quivers against me, and I pull my fingers out, lapping her up until she’s boneless on the mattress.
With a grin, I crawl up her body. “Oh, I’m not done yet. ”
Her eyes fly open.
My lips cover hers. She wraps her arms and legs around me, clinging to me as we kiss, tasting herself on my lips.
And then she squeals as I roll so she’s on top of me.
Her eyes are bright with excitement as she smiles at me.
“Flip around,” I command. “I want your pussy on my face and my dick in your mouth.”
“Oh,” she breathes. “That’s hot.”
I chuckle, my hands on her hips. “Show me how much you want me.”
Without hesitation, she moves, shifting so she’s hovering over me.
I grab her, pulling her down against my mouth. She moans, then wraps a hand around me, her warm tongue gliding over my tip, licking my precum like it’s the best kind of dessert.
“Jesus, Peyton,” I whisper as she sucks me deep. “That feels fucking incredible.”
My words spur her on.
She’s driving me so crazy, I can barely focus on what I’m doing like I should be.
My tongue slides deep inside her, and the moan she lets out vibrates through my length.
“Jesus.” I grab her, my chest rising too fast. “I need you to stop.”
She releases my dick, turning to look at me, her eyes wide.
“I don’t want to come in your mouth.” I shift her to the bed beside me, sitting up and putting my hand on her face. “Are you on birth control?”
She nods. "I have an IUD."
My hand caresses her cheek. “I’ve always used protection.” I tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. “But with you, I don’t want to.”
“Yes,” she says, barely letting me finish. “I mean, I want to feel all of you inside me. Nothing between us.”
And then I’m kissing her, rolling her onto her back, my chest pressing against hers. She wraps her legs around me, her hands cupping my face.
I pull back, staring into her blue eyes.
“I want you, Daltyn.”
My cock twitches, aching to be inside her.
But I ignore it, rubbing myself gently against her clit. I know I’m large, and I want to make sure she’s ready. Because hurting her... I’d rather die first.
She grinds with me, her breathing becoming heavier. Faster. Her eyes silently plead before her mouth does.
At the first strangled plea that escapes her, I gently slide the tip inside. She moans and arches, trying to take me deeper, but I hold myself there.
Then I slowly move inside her, gritting my teeth at how warm and tight she is. My eyes are on hers, watching for any sign of pain.
But there’s nothing.
Only pleasure.
And then, I’m so deep, I can’t tell where I end, and she begins.
“My God,” she murmurs. “This is heaven.”
I groan. “Fucking perfect.”
And then, I start moving, slow and steady, my eyes locked with hers. The pleasure on her face is enough to make my goddamn heart explode. It’s like nothing I’ve ever seen before.
She moves with me, her hands gliding over my back .
“You’re incredible, Daltyn,” she whispers. “Not just in bed.”
Then she looks horrified. “I mean, you are,” she pants.
A smile curls my lips.
Her hand covers my heart. “But this... It’s everything.”
My heart squeezes and fucking explodes as our lips meet, our bodies moving in unison.
The kiss turns hungry, and my thrusts become faster, matching the inferno steadily building between us.
She moans my name, then whispers, “Give it to me.”
I wrap an arm around her leg, spreading her wider, then begin thrusting faster. Her nails glide down my back, making me shiver.
“That’s it,” she whispers. “Lose control with me.”
I squeeze my eyes closed for a second, then stare down at her. “You sure?”
“I trust you,” she whispers. “Make me come on you.”
Her words nearly shred my control. I begin moving, my hips snapping against hers, my thumb finding her clit.
“Oh my God,” her eyes fly wide as her body starts shaking under mine. “Daltyn.”
“That’s it, baby,” I breathe. “Let yourself go.”
She digs her nails into my back, arching up to meet my thrusts before tightening around me.
“Jesus,” I pant, sweat dripping from my forehead onto her. “Fucking incredible.”
I keep thrusting until she’s finished.
Then she grabs my ass cheeks, still moving her hips. “Your turn.”
A laugh falls out of me as I keep thrusting. “Thank fuck,” I whisper. “Because I nearly broke a molar trying not to come when you did. ”
She laughs, and the sensations I feel have my smile fading as I focus on chasing my release.
“Peyton,” I whisper as I thrust deep. “I love you.”
The words slip out for the second time today, and then I groan, my release spilling free, filling her up.
She clings to me, her face contorted from pleasure as she milks every drop of my cum from me.
Then she smiles, her hands cupping my face. “I love you, Daltyn. So damn much.”
I swear, my heart grows three damn sizes, just like the Grinch.