Chapter 26 #3
I’d started to find my rhythm when his hand covered mine, halting it in place inside me as my wetness pooled against our hands. “Enough,” he said and my breath hitched in my chest when he lowered himself to lay between my thighs. “I need to taste you now, Sienna. Okay?”
“Okay,” I managed to breathe out before he gently withdrew my fingers and placed them in his mouth, tongue swirling over each pad and line as my breathing grew heavy. They left his mouth with a pop of sound and he licked his lips, watching me as he lowered his mouth and began to feast.
My hands fell to his head, grasping it firmly when he pressed against my clit with the flat of his tongue, massaging it until I saw stars before he pressed two fingers into me, crooking them upwards in come-hither motion that had me falling apart within seconds.
The muscles in my thighs trembled as he held me wider, tongue still working my clit until I was crying out, begging for more but unsure if I could take it with how sensitive I was.
“Don’t worry sweetheart, we have time,” he murmured as he looked up at me, eyes hooded from pleasure.
“Give me one more,” he groaned as he lowered his mouth and thrust his tongue into my pussy.
I gasped, pulling at his damp hair as he moved his tongue inside me in a way that was entirely unfamiliar but felt so fucking good.
Wetness dripped onto my calf and I tried to clear my thoughts for a second to make sense of it, before I realized August had resumed stroking himself and was moaning into my clit as precum slicked his head.
His fingers slipped back into me, working in tandem with his tongue until I found the edge again and I trembled. But he kept going, like he was desperate for more, lost in the taste of me, until I gently pressed against his head and he pulled away.
“I wasn’t done,” he protested and it was my turn to smirk.
“We have time,” I mimicked and he frowned. “It’s my turn to taste.”
I moved quickly, sitting up and trying to ignore the dizzy feeling that swept in. Had he melted my damn brain with his tongue?
August ended up where I had been, flat on his back and stretched out long and lithe and I wanted to taste the ridges of each muscle in his abdomen with my tongue. So I did, enjoying the way he moaned for me, whispering my name as he gathered up my hair into one hand.
More, my body demanded, like it wanted to press the taste and feel of August so deeply inside me it would never leave. I obliged, licking and sucking my way down and across his body until my lips wrapped around the head of his cock.
He was big, which I’d seen the other day, so I worked slowly, licking his head free of precum before sliding him further into my mouth and meeting his eyes as he watched me.
“Fuck—”
I swallowed him down, trying to keep from gagging as my eyes watered, and I could tell he was using all of his restraint to hold himself back from thrusting into my mouth. Every line of his body was rigid as he tried to maintain control.
Well, we can’t have that, can we?
I drew back, letting my mouth linger on his head before driving back down and cupping his balls with my hand until he cursed again, hips tilting and I moaned eagerly.
His eyes flashed and when he met my eyes I knew he could see my desire. “You want me to fuck your face, Sienna? Can you take it all for me, sweetheart?”
I moaned again and his cock twitched against my tongue as I nodded. It was like his restraints snapped when I nodded, fingers thrusting into my hair to hold me still as his hips pressed upward, hard, fast — if my mouth hadn’t been full I’d have smirked.
Heat began to build between my legs once more as August called my name, his movements getting faster until he withdrew completely with his eyes wild.
“Sienna, I—”
I moved up his body, knowing what he wanted because I was desperate for it too. My legs fell to either side of his hips and I looked at him in question, pleased when he groaned out a yes, and lined myself up with his cock.
My hips rocked, pressing the hot length of him against my pussy before I lifted my hips and lowered myself firmly, that first press creating a delicious stretch that made me pant as August lifted his upper body slightly to cup the underside of my thighs, pushing himself deeper until he bottomed out.
Our breaths were rough, his mouth swollen from our kisses and mine puffy from taking his cock, and his hands moved over my body like he couldn’t believe this was happening.
“Are you ready for me to move now?” His voice was tight, strained and I laughed breathlessly before nodding.
He was big, so it had been an adjustment, but now every twitch of him inside me sent sparks into my veins until I was desperate to move against him.
“Show me again, sweetheart.” His eyes were soft even as he smirked. “Ride me.”
My hands pressed to his chest as I lifted myself and pushed back down, the both of us moaning in sync until I sat up tall and rolled my hips, wanting more, deeper, harder.
I called out for him and August obeyed, fucking me deeply as our mouths clashed together, the slap of our bodies a crescendo that grew in violence until all we could do was pant into each other’s mouths as I came, bringing August along with me.
My chest pressed to his as the high faded and my breaths slowed and he stroked one hand up and down my back.
“Well,” I said when I could speak again and he laughed. “Now we know what we were missing out on when River and Louise interrupted us that first night.”
His chuckle vibrated through me and my muscles turned to jell-o.
“As if there was ever any doubt.” Reason was trying to creep in now that my desire had returned to more normal levels and, like he could tell, August shushed me.
“Let’s just clean up and we can talk about what this means in the morning. ”
I raised an eyebrow. “You’re assuming this means something.”
“Doesn’t it?” There was a challenge in his gaze I couldn’t deny and when he kissed me, I didn’t pull away.
“I don’t want to get hurt again.” I surprised myself with the truth and he softened, holding me close until my head was tucked beneath his chin.
“I’d sooner rip out my own heart than let anything happen to yours.”
We lay there for a few more minutes before August carried me out of the bed and into the walk-in shower, his words still ringing in my ears. For a few seconds, I let myself really, truly, want. I could only hope it didn’t come back to bite me in the ass.