CHAPTER TWELVE
SOREN
Diana beams at my addition to her list of town perks, then I pour every emotion I have into our kiss. My heart spark . Months ago, I didn’t even believe in the town’s legend of love. It was a myth. A sweet story to tell tourists.
But now I’m a believer.
Because of Diana.
Watching her with my daughter and the rest of my family solidified how good she is for me. She fits right in, and Sara Beth adores her. Even Marsha liked her upon their one and only meeting.
“ Heart spark ,” Diana breathes, stretching her neck to give me more access to her body. I’ve been craving this alone time for weeks. Craving the freedom to taste every inch of her curves again. To feel the clasp of her tight pussy on my cock.
To claim her as my woman and more than the one-night stand we began as.
“Soren, I need you.” She arches and writhes beneath me. Needy pants accompany her fumbling fingers as they try to unbutton my jeans.
“Don’t worry, baby. I’ve got you.” Rolling off the bed, I whip my clothes off and make quick work of Diana’s, too, until we’re both naked and vibrating with sexual tension.
My fingertips caress her full tits and round belly before landing on her inner thigh and gently pushing it wider. The smell of her arousal is a fucking aphrodisiac, and I can’t help dropping to my knees and burying my face between her wet folds to inhale the delicious scent.
“Fuck, firecracker. It’s been too long since I’ve had my tongue in this cunt.”
Diana whimpers.
“That’s what you need, isn’t it? You need to cover my beard with these sticky sweet juices, so this tight pussy is ready to take my thick cock.” The tip of my tongue burrows through her curls to find her clit and circle the engorged nub.
“Yes, Soren. Please… ”
I’ll never tire of hearing Diana’s pleas for what only I can give her. I’m her man. It’s my privilege to satisfy her every need, especially when that means multiple orgasms.
Teasing her clit with my tongue, I sink two fingers inside her channel to rub the extra sensitive ridges of her G-spot. The last time I got to touch Diana like this, we were strangers. I was determined to remain single. I didn’t want a woman invading my life.
But my heart never stood a chance with Diana.
She’s smart and sweet and gorgeous. She’s a hard worker and kind. We laugh together over the silliest things, yet bond over our shared life experiences as the eldest of our siblings.
I can’t get enough of her.
“Soren…!” The swift clamp of muscles around my fingers signals her climax as I work her through the waves wracking her soft body. I suck and lick until Diana shudders one last time, then I rise and position my throbbing cock at her entrance.
“Ready for more, baby?”
She nods, her throat undulating with a hard swallow. Gritting my teeth, I slowly stretch the tight ring of muscle with the wide head of my cock and sink deep, releasing a grunt of satisfaction when her curvy little body swallows my steel length whole.
“Such a pretty little cunt, baby. You take my dick so well. You were born for it. For me.”
“Yes… Mmm… You’re so big…” Diana mewls, wriggling under my heavy invasion. I brace myself on my elbows to lower my head and suck one of her nipples into my mouth. The flick of my tongue on the hard little berry increases the pressure of her pussy walls on my dick, strangling the thick intrusion.
Rocking forward, I grind my pelvis over her clit and release her nipple long enough to say, “I’m just right for you, firecracker.”
And she’s perfect for me.
Our bodies work together in tandem. Give and take. Diana guides my face up to meet her soft gaze, and we remain that way—connected on a soul-deep level as we each reach the pinnacle of pleasure.
This is only the beginning for us…