Chapter 36
As I kiss down Reese’s neck and over the swell of her breasts, I work my hand between us and into her sweatpants.
My fingers rub over the soft mound of her pussy before slipping between her lips, a pleased groan rising from me when I slide over the slickness.
I drag my fingertips over her clit, pulling them free and eliciting a displeased moan.
I continue my way down her body with a trail of kisses and soft bites, her pert nipples rising and falling as my mouth reaches the waistband of her pants.
When I dip my fingers back beneath them, I stand from the bed and drag her pants off her legs.
Her thighs are splayed just far enough to garner me a view of the glistening pink flesh of her pussy.
Every inch covered in an inviting wetness I want to lick from her.
Next, I shove my sweats down my thighs and kick them from my feet as I admire the offering laid out before me.
“I want your sweet pussy on my face, baby,” I gravelly whisper, climbing onto the bed and pulling her toward me.
She positions herself at my shoulders, facing my legs, and lowers just enough that my lips dust against hers.
“On my face,” I growl, wrapping my arms around her thighs and dragging her against my mouth.
I’m not sure if the gasp that blows over her lips is from surprise or my tongue gliding over her clit.
And I don’t care. Her body reacts to every swipe of my tongue as I take my time licking and sucking her to orgasm.
She’s so fucking wet that her arousal is dripping into my mouth and over my chin.
I bring her right to the edge, and her hips swirl, eagerly riding my tongue to push herself over the edge.
She comes beautifully, sweet cries of pleasure filling the room as her clit throbs against my tongue.
“I want your lips on my cock,” I moan against her pussy, sliding my hands up her back and easing her forward.
She wraps her hand around my cock and lifts it to her lips.
Darting her tongue out, she teasingly swirls it around the thick tip, licking away the precum beading on it.
Her lips circle my shaft, and she slides over the first few inches of my length, with my tongue delving through her pussy.
“You suck Daddy’s cock so fucking well,” I breathlessly grit against her inner thigh.
My fingers thread through the curly locks at the back of her head, and I lightly fist her hair.
“Take more,” I instruct, my words vibrating against the arousal-swollen lips of her pussy.
“Bury me in your throat, baby. I want to feel you screaming around my cock when I make you come again.”
With my hand on the back of her head, guiding her movements, Reese takes me deeper.
A breathy gag billows around my cock as she pushes me over the back of her tongue and down into her throat.
I groan my pleasure into her as I devour her delicious pussy.
Every moan and whimper I pull from her vibrates around my cock, only making me want to feast on her more.
When she comes, it’s so fucking hard that I almost spill down her throat.
“Fuck, baby,” I growl, using my grip on her hair to pull her from my cock. It lands heavily against my stomach when it falls from her mouth. “If you keep going, I won’t be able to fuck you.”
I playfully toss her to the bed, and even in her current state, she lands against the mattress with a giggle. “We wouldn’t want that now, would we?”
“No, we wouldn’t.” I climb between her thighs and drive the entirety of my cock inside her. The sudden fullness causes her back to arch off the bed. “The way this tight little pussy stretches for me, you can’t deny how eager you are to have me inside you.”
With my lips on hers and our tongues intertwined, I take her with long and languid thrusts.
Her pussy repeatedly swallows every thick inch of me until she’s unfurling beneath me.
Then on top of me. Screaming into the mattress as I kiss across the backs of her shoulders.
Pinned beneath me once more with her fingertips dragging along the muscles of my back, her hips rising to meet mine.
I lose track of time and positions. Of the pain flaring across my chest, the bruises on us both, and the pieces of us still healing. We aren’t fucking. Not making love. We’re finding what we lost and making us whole again.
My cock grows more rigid as I fight the inevitable. Reese’s lower lip quivers as my hard length drags against her walls. “Yes… Daddy!” she cries out, her trembling thighs squeezing around my waist and dragging me deeper as she comes.
It’s my undoing, and I thrust in to the hilt. “Fuck, baby,” I breathe into the crook of her neck, filling her with my release. Capturing her lips again, I thrust into her cum-filled pussy until my cock starts to soften inside of her.
When we finally collapse against each other—breathless and shaking—the silence feels holy.
My arms wrap around her waist and drag her across the mattress until there’s no space between us.
Her labored breaths blow over the rise and fall of mine, and I can feel the faint hitch when my fingertips dust over the ticklish spot at the base of her spine.
With my lips on her temple, I whisper, “I love you, baby.”
My hand smooths down her spine, and I breathe her in. She curls closer, tucking herself beneath my chin and splaying her hand over my chest.
“Daddy.” She returns the soft tone, her voice breaking slightly. “I love you.”
For the first time in what feels like forever, the weight on my chest lifts. The guilt doesn’t vanish, but it fades. Just enough to breathe. Just enough to close my eyes and let the feel of her in my arms lull me toward sleep.
All that matters is this.
Us.
Alive.
Together.