Chapter Twenty-Two
Memphis
“No!”
I jerk awake and take in what is happening before my brain can even focus on what is actually going on. Waverly’s right beside me, but she’s not snuggled up to my front like she was when we went to bed.
“God, no! Please!”
I turn on the lamp on the bedside table and reach out for her.
“Memphis!” she calls out my name before bolting upright and flailing around.
“I’m here, baby. I’m right here.”
Her eyes pop open, but I'm not sure if she is taking in any of the room around her.
“He wasn’t tall. He was closer to my height than yours.
Maybe five-eight, five-ten. He had dark hair and light skin with a scar on his cheek.
I remember him looking down on me when I fell down the hill.
He was standing there waiting to see if I broke my neck so he wouldn’t have to kill me. I saw him, Memphis. I saw him.”
She dissolves in my arms and starts crying with her whole body, ragged cries that shake through her and tear at my soul.
“Shh, you did so good, baby. You did so good. Get it all out, sweet girl. Get it all out.”
My mouth must make contact with her wet cheek because she turns her head to me and takes my mouth with her own.
I let her take control and fall back with her on top of me so she can reach everything she needs from me.
When she fell asleep, I didn’t bother to wake her to put clothes on, so my little angel is bare in all her glory and I can’t stop my hands from gliding over her curves, caressing and exploring.
I should put a stop to this. I should gently end the kiss and tell her I can’t touch her body because she’s vulnerable and fragile and it's wrong. I should…but she’s so fucking sexy, innocently wiggling against me to find what she needs.
“Sweetheart,” I try, I really do, “we shouldn’t…holy mother Mary!”
She’s sitting up on me and using her hands to touch and explore me! And the touch of her fingertips on the head of my cock is…making it difficult to remember why we shouldn’t be doing this. It's easy for her to reach down and take it out because my boxers can’t contain it, but damn…is she quick!
“Is it as sensitive as some of the places on me?”
Son of a bitch! How? How am I supposed to stop or slow this down? I close my eyes and try to answer with what’s left of my brain.
“S…some places are…oh holy shit, baby!”
She slides back and leans forward until her mouth is hovering right over the tip and breathes on it!
Her curious tongue comes out to tentatively lick the top of my cock. And shoots my heart out of my body!
“Oh, it tastes good!”
She sounds surprised as she swirls the precum up.
Fuck! “Fuck!”
It’s all I can think. She’s all I can think about!
She takes more of me in her mouth, and I have to sink my fingers in the bed to keep from pushing her to take all of it.
“Does it feel the same as when you kiss me like that?”
Her cheeks are pink even though she’s nibbling down the shaft of my dick. Even when she’s being naughty as fuck, she still comes off sweet and innocent.
“Uh…yeah!” That’s the understatement of the year!
She gives me a little smile before running her tongue back around it, then my life flashes before my eyes when she sinks that mouth down over it, and my little angel takes half my cock like she’s been sucking dick for years!
When she gives me those eyes, tears in them from taking me so far, I’m moving before I can think. I have her flipped over with my mouth on her pussy before she can take her next breath.
“Oh my God! Memphis!”
I dive into the heart of her, licking and tongue fucking her until she cries out for me.
“Naughty girl, you got wet sucking my dick, didn’t you?”
Her cheeks flush red before she gives me a nod and runs her tongue against the bottom of her lip like she might be trying to savor the taste.
“We need to slow down, baby! You shouldn’t make this decision when you are upset.” I punctuate each word with a lick and a nibble on her clit.
“But…oh, Memphis…but…I need you! I need you to be with me! I remember you there too, standing over me, protecting me, keeping me safe. I remember those midnight eyes staring back at me and knowing…you’d always keep me safe.”
Well, shit!
She’s not wrong.
“Baby, I want your little body. More than anything in this world. More than I want to take my next breath, but I want to make sure this is what you want. I want to make sure you’re really ready.
And I haven’t really had time to make sure I can take you without hurting you. God, baby, I don’t want to hurt you.”
Her hand falls between us and her fingers wrap around my shaft. “I need you, Memphis.”
How could I ever tell her no?