Chapter 20 #2
I gasp as his face lowers between my thighs, and his tongue traces a circle around my opening before dipping into it. My legs shake as my back comes off the bed, my nipples pinched between my fingers. It’s all feelings in all the places—just how I like it.
He licks around my swollen bud like he has all the time in the world. Each swipe is intentional with just enough pressure to drive me wild.
Then he flicks my clit, sending shooting stars across my vision.
“Oh, damn,” I say, hissing in the air. He adds a finger and I’m ready to fall apart. “I’ve missed this.”
He pulls back long enough to get my attention. I lift my head to see him smirk.
“That’s your fault,” he says.
I fall back to the bed, my lids fluttering closed as Hartley worships my pussy. He knows the buttons to push and angles to take—all my favorite things.
His fingers bite into my thighs, keeping me splayed open, so I drop my hands from my breasts and find his hair, winding my fingers in his silky strands and pushing him deeper into my pussy.
“Just like that,” I moan, the familiar buildup erupting from my core. “Just … like … that.”
I scream as the first wave hits me like a bolt of lightning, lifting me off the bed. Hartley’s hands go to my hips, securing me in place, not letting me wiggle out of his grip.
I can’t get away. I don’t want to get away, but the intensity is so sharp that I feel like I might split into two pieces.
“Hart!” I yell as I shake violently. “Fuck!”
His assault slows, leading me gently back to reality. Once he’s licked every drop of my orgasm from my body, he pulls away.
I hold up a hand. “Five points.” Then I let it drop back to the bed unceremoniously.
Hartley gets to his feet, my cum all over his face, his grin deliciously sexy as he licks his lips.
“That could be my breakfast every morning if you didn’t have rules to follow,” he says. His cock is so hard—I’ve never seen him this hard—as he heads for the bathroom.
“Don’t tempt me with a good time.”
The sink turns on for a split second, and then Hartley’s back.
“I need to grab a condom,” he says. “Sexy, I know.”
“The hell you do.” I prop myself up on my elbows. “You’re the last guy I’ve been with and I’m on birth control. So, unless you’ve fucked someone else, we’re good.”
He lifts a brow. “You sure?”
Thank God. A knot forms in my belly in anticipation of having this man again … and knowing the last person he was with was me.
I’m not often a jealous person, but the last time we had sex—in what’s now Gray’s house before he permanently moved in—caused me to stop bothering to try it with anyone else.
Because just like he is in every other aspect of life, Hartley is phenomenal in bed.
Attentive. Thorough. Great with his hands.
If he’d been with someone else, I would’ve understood. But that doesn’t mean that a small part of my heart might’ve been just a little bit crushed. Which I know is totally not fair.
I get up on my knees and grin. “You know how I like to feel you coming inside me.”
“For fuck’s sake.” He grits his teeth, crawling across the bed. “Get over here.”
I shove his shoulders, knocking him into the pillows. He props himself against the headboard and watches me with so much hunger in his eyes that I shiver.
“Do you want me facing you or away?” I ask, knowing he likes to watch my ass bounce on his cock.
“Decisions, decisions.” He chuckles, kneading my tits in his hands. “I’ve already seen your tits swell when you come. Let me enjoy your ass.”
I laugh as I straddle him. “You can enjoy it visually, but that’s it.”
He laughs, too, as he guides his cock to my opening. “Then you’d better sit on it before I get mixed up.”
I slide over his shaft inch by delicious inch, listening to him suck in a breath as I take him all the way in. I moan, my breath pinched, as I let my body get used to him again.
“You’re perfect,” he says, massaging my ass. I lean forward to give him a better view of his cock penetrating me. “Fuck, Mira.”
I start to move—slowly, at first, bracing myself on his thighs.
He guides me up and down, and I let him take control. The first orgasm was about me. This one is all for him.
“You know what I like,” he says, his tone rough. “But there’s nothing I don’t like with you.”
“Why don’t we fuck more?”
“It’s hard to fuck someone in another zip code.”
I grin. “True.” My movements begin to flow, meshing with his quiet instructions, until I’m bouncing on his cock. “We don’t have that problem now.”
Each stroke hits the back of my pussy in the perfect spot. I can feel my ass jiggling as I move. It especially jiggles when Hartley smacks his palm against my right cheek.
“Ah!” I shout, the contact bringing me that much closer to another orgasm.
“Do you like that, darlin’?” He smacks me again, this time on the other side. “I think you get wetter every time.”
My eyes close as I feel fire simmering in my core start to catch once again.
“Do it again,” I plead, my voice nearly a whimper.
He rubs my ass as he meets me thrust for thrust, cracking me again. And this time delivers.
“Fuck!” I scream as my second orgasm tears through me with no apology. “Come in me!”
“Dammit, Mira,” he says, his tone gruff.
My teeth press together as I grind on Hartley’s cock. He groans behind me as his fingers dig into my hips—his hands shaking—urging me to rock against him as he empties himself inside me.
I love this. I love the feeling of him spilling himself deep in my pussy. Just thinking about it nearly makes my orgasm start all over.
Once he’s finished, I take a moment and climb off him. Then I fall helplessly to the mattress next to him.
He scoops me up and pulls me into his side as we struggle to catch our breath.
“For someone who can’t ride a horse worth a shit, you sure can ride a dick,” he says, chuckling. “I’ll give you five points for that.”
I grin against him. “I don’t know what to say to that.”
He sighs. “Did you see the tub in the en suite? It has your name written all over it.”
“Is there any more champagne?” I ask, tracing the spot where his tattoo lives.
“Yeah. Want me to get it and meet you at the tub?”
“That sounds like a great plan.”
He kisses me on the forehead. I don’t tell him that I’d be happy just lying next to him. Because although we broke one rule tonight, I’m not sure we should break two.