With my hands on her hips, I slide my thumbs underneath the lace of her underwear as I continue to kiss her just below the belly button. Sliding my thumbs back and forth, I get closer to her center as I do, but never quite reach it. The smell of her arousal is intoxicating, but it isn’t until she slides a hand through my hair and moans my name that I lose all patience and control.
Grabbing the lace of her underwear, I rip a hole straight down the center. Exposing her to me, I’m pleased with her gasp. She glistens under the moonlight, and mycock strains painfully in my jeans at the sight. A moan escapes my throat as I lick up her center, finally getting to taste her again.
“Fuck,” I moan against her thigh, and Sienna’s grip tightens in my hair.
As I continue to lick and kiss her core, I slowly slide my index finger inside her. When she tightens around my finger, I have to reach down to unbutton my pants, providing some relief for my aching cock.
Fuck. If she’s already this close, she must be as affected by this connection as I am. The thought only makes me harder. I could come just from the taste of her.
I enter a second finger into her at the same time as I begin to suck on her clit, her moans and grip on my hair doing nothing to tame my hunger.
I continue to suck and lick at her clit as my fingers thrust in and out of her as she continues to tighten around me. Knowing that she’s close, I curl my fingers, causing her to instantly arch her back.
I continue my steady rhythm of thrust, curl, suck. After a few moments, she’s arched so high I have to place my other hand on her lower stomach, pressing ever so slightly. The added pressure undoes her. Her release comes fast as she convulses under my tongue. I greedily lap up the mess she makes, adding in a few kisses when the sensations become too much for her.
Rubbing her thighs as she comes down from the high, I sit up on the back of my heels. Looking down at Sienna lying before me, I work hard to commit the vision to memory.
My cock has sprung free of my jeans but is stillcontained by my underwear. Only inches from Sienna’s wet core, revealed by a hole in her lace underwear. Her dress is now bunched at her core, only covering the smallest section of her waist. Her deep brown curls are fanned out around her, framing her face almost as if she had a halo. The moonlight shines off her skin, creating an aura of light around her, making it look as though she’s glowing with starlight.
The reality hits me like a freight train when she smiles up at me. “What?” she asks.
“You truly are a fucking angel.” It comes out more breathless than I intended. I’m shocked that I can get any words out at all, considering I’m caught speechless at the beauty of the woman who lies before me.
There’s no question about it. I’d do anything to make her happy. Anything to be worthy of her attention. Sienna is mine, and I’m never letting her go.
29
SIENNA
If I’m an angel, then Theo is a god.
After giving me one of the best orgasms of my life again, Theo sits between my legs, staring down at me as though he hasn’t had enough. Bathed in the moonlight, I can see every rippled, toned inch of his muscle. A small bead of sweat pools on his chest, and I can still see remnants of me on his chin.
The sight of him towering over me has my core rushing with arousal again.
Leaning down, he rests his elbow beside my head. His presence becomes all-consuming when his scent overwhelms me.
His hand finds its home back on my hip. I’m quickly realizing it’s one of his favorite places to touch me, and instinctively, my hands go to his chest.
When he kisses me, I decide I’m not done with him yet. Gliding my hands down his abs to his waistband, I slide my hand beneath the waistband of his boxers and grip his cock.
When I start moving my hand along his length, he grabs my wrist, stopping me. My brows furrow in confusion. Does he not want this?
“Fuck.” He puts his forehead to mine. “I won’t last long if you do that.”
“Fuck me already then,” I respond, sounding more desperate than I intend.
Theo pulls back, his eyes sparkling, seemingly pleased by my request. The corners of his mouth turn up in excitement, my own mouth mirroring his.
Sitting up on my elbows, I watch as he pulls down his pants, taking his boxers with them. When his cock springs free, I can’t help but stare. I could barely fit him in my mouth. I have no idea how he’ll be able to?—
“You can take it,” he says, a slow smile spreading across his face as he leans down to plant another kiss on my lips as I hear the unmistakable sound of foil ripping.
A slight sting hits the sides of my hips as the fabric of my underwear cuts into me. The sound of lace tearing echoes through the night, and I watch as Theo throws aside my underwear.
“Those were my favorite pair.” I look at him in shock.
“I’ll buy you a million more, and this time, I’ll make sure they’re in my favorite color.”
