Chapter 32
THIRTY-TWO
Kinsley stared back at me from her spot on the bed, her wide, umber eyes heavy with the heat between us.
My hands grazed down her thighs, pulling her underwear away until she sat bare in front of me.
My hands lingered, savoring the silken skin under my calloused fingers.
Kinsley sucked in a sharp breath as my fingers traced her skin, and, by the time I reached the apex of her thighs, she was practically panting for more.
“Spread wider for me, Kins. Let me see all of you.”
She did as I asked, spreading enough for me to lean between them. Her core glistened, her desire pooling onto her creamy thighs. “Fuck, baby,” I hissed, dragging my fingers through her pussy, letting her wetness coat them. “You’ve soaked. Have you been aching for me all day?”
“A lot longer than that,” she sighed, shifting her hips to get me a little closer to her, but I kept my touch light, only teasing her for now so when I finally feasted on her, she’d be just as on edge as me. Kinsley shifted again, bucking her hips to get more friction between us. “Please, Jace.”
“Please what?” I leaned forward, pushing a hot breath onto her core. “Do you want me to lick you?”
“Fuck, yes,” Kinsley breathed. “Give me your tongue.”
Only a touch. Only the tip of my tongue raced through her, circling her clit the lightest amount possible. Kinsley growled and gripped my hair, “Do it right, Jace, or I’m going to handle this myself.”
“Didn’t know you were so bossy, mama,” I teased as I nipped at her thigh. “Got to say—I like it.”
“It’s only because you’re teasing me,” she sighed. “And after watching you play all night…”
“You like watching me on that field?”
“Fuck yes. But I’d like you even more with your mouth on my pussy.”
Well, hell, if that wasn’t the hottest thing a woman had ever said to me.
I moved in closer, foregoing any teasing to get a real taste of Kinsley.
My thumbs parted her, and I licked along her core, loving her flavor coating my tongue.
So fucking sweet. For two fucking years, she’d stayed on my mind, torturing me with the memory, never thinking we’d be here again.
If possible, this time was almost better, knowing that, in the morning, Kinsley will still be by my side.
But my body ached with the need to pleasure her, to make it so fucking good, she’d never consider letting anyone else have her like this.
Another long trace of my tongue, and Kinsley’s back bowed off the bed, her fingers tightening in my hair to the point of pain.
The tip of my tongue circled her clit right as I slid my finger inside her, loving how her inner walls clamped around me.
A couple of thrusts, and I added another, watching as Kinsley’s dark eyes met mine.
“Yes…” she moaned, undulating her hips to meet each of my ministrations. “Don’t you dare stop, Jace.”
The sight of her dark hair against the plush white comforter as she called out my name was almost too much for me.
Too much—too good. My hips thrust against the bed, needing some sort of pressure to take the edge off.
After two years of only fucking my fist, I was barely hanging on.
My tongue traced every inch of her as my cock hardened to an almost impossible level.
Kinsley’s body went taut, but she kept riding my face in an erratic pattern.
Fuck, fuck. No way I’d last with her using me for her pleasure.
My hips stuttered against the mattress as she tumbled over the edge, clenching my fingers tight.
Fuck, I needed to get inside her, needed her to grip my cock just as tightly.
Just the fucking thought of it consumed me as I shoved into the mattress, losing all semblance of control.
Thick, white cum spurted into my boxers, and I leaned back enough to curse, shaking my head.
“What?” Kinsley panted as she sat up on her elbows. “Was that—did I go too far?”
“What? Fuck no, baby. It’s—” Shame coated my cheeks. “I couldn’t hold back. You’re too sexy when you’re grabbing me like that. And I…” I motioned down to my boxers.
“You came?” She sat up further, a smirk playing on her lips. “Now that’s fucking hot.”
“What?”
She slunk down off the comforter, squeezing into the space between me and the bed.
She palmed my length through my boxers, not caring about the mess I made.
“You came just from my pleasure? That’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen, hotshot.
” Her hand shoved my chest, forcing me down to the floor.
Before I could get a word out, she pulled down my underpants, licking the length of me, cleaning my mess with her tongue.
“Fuck,” I squeezed out, already hardening again under her thorough licks. “Baby, you’re going to make me come again.”
“That’s kind of the point.” She smirked up at me through her lashes as she took me into her mouth. The sultry heat of her tongue enveloped me, and I grabbed her hair, fisting it into a ponytail. I pulled her off, staring at the line of drool that connected her to my cock.
“Only clean me up,” I warned. “Next time I come, it’s going to be in that tight little pussy of yours.”
Kinsley smiled and made her way back down my shaft, taking me into the back of her throat.
She moaned, and I fucking saw stars, loving how she sucked and teased my tip.
After a couple more strokes, I yanked her off me, taking her hips and tossing her onto the bed.
Her dark hair flew out around her, her creamy skin blending with the pale expanse of the bed sheets.
If I lived a hundred years, I’d never forget this sight—this incredible woman beckoning me into her.
I reached out, toying with her with my fingers. “Give me a minute to grab a condom, and then I’m going to make you feel so good, Kins.”
“Wait.” She gripped my wrist. “Wh-what if we didn’t use one?”
My breath stilled in my chest. “Are you sure?“
She chewed on her lower lip. “Only if you want to. I just thought… I have an IUD, and I haven’t been with anyone else, well, since the last time you and I were together.”
“You haven’t?”
She shook her head. Thank fuck. I hadn’t dared to ask before, hating the idea of anyone else seeing my woman like this. And while I’d never judge her for moving on, I had to admit I liked that she’d waited for me, as I’d waited for her.
“If you’re not sure—”
“I am.” My breath caught in my throat. “I want you to be sure. The idea of filling you up, mama...” I sucked in a sharp breath. “It’s everything I’ve ever wanted.”
She parted her thighs, an eager invitation for me to join her on the bed. “Then what are you waiting for?”
I leaned forward, kissing Kinsley as I slid over her body, nudging at her entrance.
Our tastes tangled on our tongues, and it only made me more desperate for her.
Kinsley was ready for me, but I took it slow, remembering her tightness from our first time together.
But the reality was so much better than my memories, and, as I slid into her heat, I couldn’t hold back any longer.
When I bottomed out inside her, her inner walls clamped around me.
The muscles of my neck strained as I tried to hold back from fucking her too roughly, but Kinsley’s nails cut into my ass, dragging me closer to her.
“Don’t hold back from me, Jace.” Her eyes met mine, and it was as if she saw deep into my soul, like she took the shredded and frayed parts of me and knitted them back together with her gentle touch. “I missed you.”
“I missed you more.”
With that, I leaned back onto my haunches, dragging Kinsley with me.
Each slam of my hips cemented our bond, tying us together a little more.
Each touch, each taste, each thrust bound me to this woman, and I had no intention of ever letting her go.
As my spine tingled and my thrusts became more erratic, I reached down, circling Kinsley’s clit until she was practically panting my name.
Her nails dug into my skin as she found her release, forcing me to follow her right after.
I screamed out her name, not giving a single fuck who might have heard us.
Shit, I should’ve opened the window, letting the entire city know who owned me.
As our orgasms died down, I stayed inside Kinsley, not wanting to part with her yet.
My cum leaked out of her, and I gave a couple of shallow thrusts, wanting to keep it deep inside.
One day, we’d get rid of that implant, and I’d give her everything, every day, until I got to see her stomach swell with another one of my babies.
And this time, I’d be there for every appointment, every milestone.
Kinsley reached up, tracing a line across my cheek. “You’re incredible, hotshot.”
I turned and pressed a kiss to her palm. “Don’t get soft on me now, mama. Need you to keep my ego in check. And if you keep looking at me like that, I’m never going to let you out of this bed.”