Chapter 12
Brittani
The dogs barked the moment we walked through the door and while I was more than happy to get Keith upstairs and have my way with him, these two wouldn’t let me. So, I grabbed a treat for each and they bounded over.
“No, you two. Paw,” I told them, nodding to Keith. “Put your hand out.” And he did. “That’s Chance. Chance,” I said, petting his ears, “this is Keith.” I gave him a treat after he shook Keith’s hand with his paw.
“So, this must be Bubbles,” Keith said, holding his hand out and asking the dog for his paw. When Bubbles did, I gave her a treat, but I felt like I needed one too. These two precious beings were my babies, and he treated them so well.
In fact, after that, he sat on the couch, both of them trotting over to him and he petted them, making my thighs clench together.
It wasn’t fair that Keith had no idea how sexy he was!
Or maybe he didn’t and just didn’t think about it.
“You’re staring,” he said, making me grin.
“Because I’m watching you with these dogs and I’m turned on. You have no clue what you do to me.”
He looked at me over his shoulder and wiggled his brows.
“I like turning you on.”
I crossed my arms over my chest, trying to give him a stern look that he wasn’t buying. The dogs looked at me, and I nodded to the back door.
“Can you let them out then meet me back in my room?”
“With pleasure.”
I grinned, fighting the urge to run, but hell, it was there. I walked into my room, quickly changing out of my clothes and into a one-piece, black nightie. I hadn’t worn anything like this in years, but he made me want to be sexy.
Hell, he made me feel sexy.
And did I want to turn him on?
Duh!
Did I think he was?
Double duh!
I stood by the bed, waiting for him to come in, and when he did, it was damn worth it.
He stopped right in the doorway, his eyes raking over me and even from this distance, I could see how they flared with desire. He stalked towards me, pulling his shirt off and letting it fall.
“You look good enough to eat.”
“Oh, you want another round of dessert?”
“Sunshine, you haven’t come on my mouth, and I think it’s time you do.”
Before I could utter a protest, he had me lifted, tossed on the bed, my legs spread wide, and his head buried between my thighs.
And when I say this man is wicked with his tongue, he is!
It speared me, making my hips jump to which he had to hold me down. And then it flicked around my clit, pulling it into his mouth so he could suck on it. And believe me, I struggled to move, wanting more in his mouth.
“Such a greedy girl, wanting me to taste all of it.”
“Yes, please,” I moaned, moving my hands to his head. He grinned, slipping a finger into me while his tongue found my clit again. Then his finger was pumping in and out of me. Slow, then fast, one finger, then two, then back to one and I was beyond dizzy with pleasure.
My hips struggled to lift, my nails kept scraping through his hair, and I was on the edge.
“Keith,” I cried out, needing more.
He moaned, adding another finger and pumping them fast as he sucked on my clit, only to flick it rapidly and that was it, I was done for.
I came loudly, coating his mouth, and he groaned, licking everything up. His tongue lightened up as he moved around my pussy, but even that was too much for my oversensitive bud. I shifted, making him growl.
“I’m not done tasting.”
“You have to be…can’t…handle more.”
He chuckled as he kissed my thighs before moving up, taking the nightie with him.
“Don’t tell me I wore you out already?” he teased, kissing over my chest and then up my neck.
Wear me out? Nope. I was going to be game for more. Did I need a breather to resist? Yes!
“Not even close.” With that, I shoved him on his back, a wicked grin on my face. His eyes narrowed on it.
“What are you thinking?”
“Returning the favor, Keith. You just tasted me when you denied it the first time. Now, I’m going to taste you when you denied me the first time.”
Before he could protest, I yanked his pants down, along with his boxer briefs and had my hand wrapped around him, his tip in my mouth.
He groaned, a hand slipping in my hair, and I moaned.
I looked up at him as I slipped him further in my mouth, my eyes watering as he hit the back of my throat.
“Holy shit,” he hissed, tossing back his head. “I don’t think anyone has deep throated me.”
I hummed in approval, making his hips jerk.
“Not going to last, sunshine.”
He lifted his head to look at me, and I tossed him a wink, sucking him harder. He groaned again, his hand fisting my hair a little tighter as he guided me.
“You don’t have to swallow,” he ground out, “but I’m about to come. So, stop now if you don’t want it.”
I lifted a brow for a moment as I sucked even faster, my hand cupping his balls, massaging them.
“Fuck, sunshine,” he bellowed, his load shooting down my throat. I swallowed everything, licking him clean as I came back up.
“Mm, might have to do that again tonight,” I told him.
“And tomorrow night, and every fucking night,” he said, grabbing me and rolling me under him. “I have a wicked tongue, you say? Then you have a wicked mouth. No one has done what you just did.”
“Good. Now get that dick inside me,” I told him, feeling how hard he still was.
“I love how you demand,” he said. He grabbed his dick, running it over my folds, teasing me, before he pushed in, burying deeply and I moaned, clutching him tightly.
There was no way I was letting go. I couldn’t.
He had me in all kinds of ways, not just sex. Though sex was unbelievable, but he had my heart. I don’t know where down the line I lost it, but it was his, and though I was scared, the thought of not telling him how I felt was also impossible.
I was smart enough to know that during sex was not the time.
Not when he was pounding harder and harder.
Not when his mouth was on my nipple.
And not when his finger was on clit, all pushing me toward the release of a lifetime.
And I came.
Crying out at the top of my lungs.
I came, my nails digging into his back.
I came, clenching him tightly.
And as I coated his dick and his thighs, he followed suit, coming harder than I had ever felt
before.
“Shit, sunshine,” he moaned, moments later, rolling off of me. I grinned, barely feeling the sheet slide over me.
My heart was pounding but my body was happy.
And the words that I shouldn’t have uttered came rolling out in the middle of the night.
“I love you,” I said, giving into the sleepiness that was already claiming me.