Chapter 6
Eli
“Yes.”
“Thank God,” I mumble and bring my lips to hers, brushing gently along her mouth.
By the way, I have to say that I severely underestimated Summer’s nods. The first nod rolled the stone away, but the second nod—the one giving me permission to kiss her—that one defied gravity. My heart is soaring above me.
At first the kiss is soft, tentative. She’s testing me out, and I get it. Part of me wants to let her take the lead, but the other part of me is only going to give her a few more seconds before I show her what I’m made of.
When she pulls back, I tighten my grip on her waist and bring her pussy atop my raging erection. She needs to know how she really makes me feel.
Her gasp says it all.
I feel her nipples rub against me and her hips desperate to roll over my dick. Searching for friction.
“You have too many layers on, Eli,” she moans, grappling with my T-shirt.
“You want this off, sweetheart?”
Her head lolls back and she groans as she makes contact with her pussy over my ever-hardening ridge.
My shirt is gone and I’m lifting her back onto the couch.
“Ya, you’re right. Maybe we need to slow down—oh!” she interrupts herself when my fingers dip under the sides of her bathing suit and pull the bottoms down.
“Summer, just tell me to stop if you don’t want this. But I’m dying to eat you out.”
Spreading her legs, she leans back onto the cushions.
My tongue is salivating, desperate to taste her. I can see that she’s glistening.
“I want you so badly, Summer. Do you want this?
With half-lidded eyes, her hands cradle my face and guide me toward her pussy. I take a lick and moan.
“You’re sweeter than any peach I’ve tasted. Nectar from the fucking gods, Summer.”
Her fingers tunnel through my hair and clench tighter as I continue to lick up her slit.
“All the way from the back to the front, you’re all I ever want to eat again, sweetheart.” Her legs tremble when I move up and suckle on her clit.
Her hips arch into my face, and I can’t lick fast enough to keep up with her juices.
“I’m…coming,” she pants.
I reach up and squeeze her nipples, and she shouts my name. Fuck. She screamsmyname. I’ll never get over that sound.
I lap at her pussy as another shudder heaves through her body. Her hands are latched onto my head, and her cunt is throbbing. I can feel the pulse on my tongue when I slide it inside of her.
“Eli,” she says hoarsely. “Uhhh….” Another tremor works its way through her because I’m still working my tongue inside of her. “Give me your dick, Eli.”
I’m done for. Hearing those moans, that plea. I’ll never be the same for another woman. I shuck my jeans and boxers and give my dick a long stroke as she watches me while biting her bottom lip.
“Can I taste it?” She licks that plump bottom lip and my body quakes.
“Don’t move,” I say with a crackle in my voice, and I crawl up her body as she sinks down a bit. Her hands are on my thighs and she opens her mouth as I feed her my dick.
