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She doesn’t say anything, but nods when I push her thighs apart. I slide my finger over the fabric of her panties which are damp from her arousal, and I roll my eyes into the back of my head. In one swift movement I’ve got her panties ripped in half, shedding them from her body, and she gasps at the action.
Her pussy is practically begging for me and I oblige by flicking my tongue over her clit, basking in the way her legs tremble as I do. I groan against her sweet juices, sucking on her clit and devouring every last drop of her arousal as I can, while also teasing her entrance with a thick digit.
When she moans, I look up at her with a smirk. “You want more, Red?”
“Yes,” she whimpers softly.
Her walls clench around my finger as I slowly sink it into her and I hum in approval. “Fuck, you’re so perfect.”
Autumn shifts her hips into me and I flick my tongue vigorously over her clit.
This is going to be a night to remember.
Chapter Sixteen
Autumn
Every nerve in my body is on fire with Easton’s touch.
My pussy is throbbing with my oncoming release and even with the music playing softly in the background, there’s no way I’m going to be able to muffle my screams when I soar over the edge. That’s what this man does to me. I rock my hips into his face, desperate for more of his tongue and his chuckle vibrates against me.
His finger is moving in sync with his tongue and it sends stars shooting through my vision. Within moments, I’m crying out into the room all while praying Bethany can’t hear me from upstairs. He doesn’t seem to care though because his assault on my pussy doesn’t stop, not until my legs sag and fall from his shoulders.
Easton stands up and pushes his pants down. His dick bobs out, reddened and hard and I swipe my tongue over my bottom lip at the sight. I stare at his thick length as if I’ve never seen it before and his soft chuckle forces my gaze back up to his.
“Tell me stop, Red,” Easton rasps as he stands in front of me. “We can’t come back from this.”
Instead of answering him, I lean forward and press my lips to his. It’s soft at first as we both try to figure out what I’m trying to say, then he deepens it until our teeth are clashing into each other.
Everything about this moment is surreal.
The way his touch makes my skin pebble and tingle in its wake, how easily my eyes follow his movements as he gently trails his fingers over my body, and the sounds he forces me to make as his lips press against the column of my throat.
He tugs at the hem of my tank top, urging me to let him push it over my head, and I lift slightly to help him get it off. The cool air against my breasts only lasts a few seconds before the warmth from his body takes over and it doesn’t dissipate when his heated gaze latches onto my hard nipples.
I let my eyes fall shut as he swirls his tongue over one, then he moves to the other and gives it the same attention. A soft moan escapes my lips and I arch my back into him.
“More,” I say breathlessly.
Easton lifts up, kneeling in front of me, then the sound of foil ripping interrupts the music filtering into the room. Once he has the condom on, his heated gaze lands on mine and he inches closer to me. “We can’t come back from this.”
Maybe he thinks if he repeats the words I’ll end up backing out, but he’s dead wrong about that. I bring my legs around his waist and pull him closer to me, showing him that I’m in this, and he closes his eyes briefly before slowly sinking himself into me.
When his eyes open back up, there’s a million different emotions swirling in his eyes – desperation, desire, fear, and, very briefly, regret. The last one almost has me pulling away from him. The regret doesn’t last long though, as it’s soon replaced by all the other emotions, and I let the moment take over. His hips rock into me, hitting me in just the right way and I can’t hold back moan after moan.
Easton Gentry knows exactly how to use what the good Lord gave him, that’s for sure, and there’s no way I’m going to be able to look the other way anymore. We aren’t even finished and I’m already desperate for him, addicted to how perfectly he fits with me.
“Fuck,” he mutters, then glances at me with a frown. “I’m not going to last much longer, Red. You feel too fucking good.”
His thumb grazes my clit, the lightest touch, and sends a million lightning bolts flooding through my system.
“Come for me, baby. I want to hear you cry out with my name on your lips,” he whispers, his thumb still working over my clit in the most glorious way as he continues thrusting into me. The muscles in his arms are bulging as if it’s taking every bit of his strength for him to hold back his own release and it’s the sight of the veins trailing up his arms that has my legs shaking.
“Yes, Easton!” I cry out, letting the release take over my body.
Easton’s movements become jerky as he lets his own release go, spilling into the condom that separates us.
I’m still breathless as Easton pulls out of me slowly, then walks over to the adjoining bathroom to discard the condom. There’s a moment when he walks back into the room and starts pulling his boxers back on when I think he’s going to walk out and leave me here alone, but I’m stunned when he slips under the blankets with me.
