Chapter 46
FORTY-SIX
Dane
Curled up in bed together, I kiss the top of her head. “I want to spend every night with you in my bed, holding you.”
It’s the truth. This woman in my arms—she’s the one I want to spend my time with, adore her, and be the one she lays her head on, feeling protected and loved.
She hums and turns over to face me. Tapping her fingers on my arm and nudging my legs open so she can slide her leg through, she says, “We can start tonight.”
My dick jumps at that prospect. I wasn’t sure how she would take that comment, and it made me realize I have a lot more to learn about her.
But right now, I’m diving headfirst between her legs. She slides her hand between us and grips my cock. The low moan that escapes her mouth has me harder and jutting my hips. The feeling of her soft, warm hand wrapped around my cock almost sends me over the edge.
“You’re driving me crazy.”
“That’s the point, big boy.” She smirks and continues to stroke her hand up and down while squeezing me.
Fuck me!
I forget all about the nickname she just gave me and decide to toss her onto her back. She wraps her legs around me.
I grunt. “You’re quick.”
“I got your number.”
“I guess you do,” I say as I suck on her skin below her ear, dragging my tongue down her shoulder. She’s writhing under me, which spurs me on, right to her pink nipples—tight and begging for attention.
She rakes her nails down my back, and the blood rushing to my cock is endless. If she makes any sudden moves, I’ll blow all over her stomach.
“You keep doing that, and I won’t be able to control myself.” I’m staring at her with my chest tight. She’s all fucking mine. Today. And every day.
“You’re doing just fine.” She moans and squirms under my tongue, licking a few more times on each of her nipples, before I kiss down to her stomach. Her hands move to my head, rubbing with her fingertips.
I lean back enough to reach her inner thigh, using the tip of my tongue to glide up it. I’m so close to her I can feel the heat of her core radiating onto my face. “You’re so hot and wet. I’m going to lose my mind with your intoxicating sweet smell—just like everything else about you.”
She grabs my head again. I move to her other thigh and glide the tip of my tongue up over her skin again.
She is losing control as I hear her moaning and begging, “Dane, please stop teasing me.”
Giving her what she wants, I run my fingers through her wet pussy.
“So fucking wet for me,” I groan right into her pussy and swirl my tongue around her clit.
She wiggles herself into my face—exactly where I want her.
My tongue slips into her entrance as I fuck her with my tongue.
Holding her hips as I plunge into her, rocking those hips at a rhythm that has her nails digging harder into my scalp.
She pants and moves her hips with me. She’s fucking close. “Come, sweetheart, come all over my face.”
“Dane…” She grinds harder on my face. Helping her reach her climax, I reach over with the pad of my thumb and touch her clit.
That’s all it takes for her to tumble over the cliff.
“Fuck, Dane, fuck, holy shit.” She groans as her eyes roll back in her head.
Riding her out with my tongue, she slowly comes back down on the bed, relaxed.
I crawl up to look into her beautiful, content face. As the tip of my cock hits her clit, she grinds against me. She’s ready to go again. This woman. The glazed-over look in her eyes is all I need to see to know she is satiated. But there’s so much more where that came from.
I move my hand over her throat and say, “You like that.” I squeeze just enough for her to feel the pressure of my hand on her neck.
She leans her head back, grabs my wrist tight, and rolls her hips as her pussy slides over my cock. “Yes, I love it.”
Oh fuck me!
Focusing on my hand around her throat, I want her to beg me to squeeze it and fuck her hard.
I let go of her for only a few seconds, long enough to grab a pillow to tuck under her ass.
She thought she saw stars a few minutes ago.
My cock is lined up to her entrance as I nudge inward, waiting for her to feel the depth of it.
“Dane, why do you feel so good?”
“You were made for me, sweetheart.”
The moan that escapes her lips has me slamming into her as she yells, “Yes, yes, fuck me.”
Her back arches and her perky tits bounce, teasing me to bite them. I lean down and bring one into my mouth. Rolling it with my teeth, she grabs my shoulders, her nails embedding into my skin.
I’m not taking it easy. My hips are moving at a punishing pace, thrusting in and out of her. My rock-hard cock feels her pulsing around me. She’s close again, and I’m going to make her come so hard, she’ll forget her own name.
Her tight, wet pussy, the sound of skin on skin, and her panting that’s increased tenfold, the smell of sex in the air, the look on her face, as I squeeze her neck—it’s all pure ecstasy.
“I want to be buried in your pussy every day, sweetheart.”
“Oh, yes, yes.”
I keep the speed pistoning in and out of her, and there it is—her fucking pussy clenching me, and my hips stutter as I spill my cum inside of her.
“Fuck, you’re amazing.”
Her eyes are rolling back in her head as she screams, “Dane, Dane.”
My name on her lips will never get old. I release her neck and crash my lips down on hers as her orgasm is still rolling through her.
Hips moving over my cock—riding out the last of it.
Moaning against my lips, it won’t take long for round two if she keeps those hips rocking like that.
Our tongues frantically meet, not wanting the connection to end—wanting none of it to end.
As we slow our kiss to something sensual, I glide my hand through her fiery red hair and cup the back of her head, possessing her in a way she likes, massaging the back of her head. Again, she moans into my mouth.
I lift up ever so slightly, enough to gaze down into those emerald eyes. “I love you and, fuck, you look good under me, on top of me, on my arm, in my bed, next to me when we drive to go to dinner. All I want is you.”
She stares back at me. “I love you too, and the butterflies in my belly take flight every time you are close to me or I’m thinking about you.”
“If I had that kind of power, I would have done that the first night we met. You dug your nails into me, and the rest is history.” I tell her with love in my eyes. I want to spoil her and protect her every second of every day.
Moving to my side, I take her with me. She looks tired now. Her eyes flicker shut. This woman has been through the wringer the last few days. Knowing she probably just wants to go to sleep, I slide onto my back, and her head rests on my chest. I cover her up and stroke her head.
“That feels so good. If you keep doing that, I’m definitely falling asleep.”
“That’s the plan, sweetheart.”