Ainsley’s head falls back, moaning as I give equal attention to each of her breasts.
“Landon, please.”
I hum against her skin. “I love the way you sound when you beg.”
“Enjoy it now, because it’s the only time you’ll ever hear it.” She plants her palms on my chest and pushes me back.
I chuckle as I fall back onto my bed, but the smile drops from my face as Ainsley shimmies out of her dress.
Naked.
Completely bare to me.
Her dark hair a mess from my hands.
Her perfect nipples still wet from my saliva.
Her pussy dripping, swollen and ready for me.
But my favorite thing of all is the way her eyes stare back at me. Wanting. Wild and desperate.
For me.
Possession rips through me. I never want anyone else to see her like this. To make her feel this way. My heart beats a furious rhythm.
Mine.
Mine.
Mine.
Ainsley kneels on the floor and begins stripping me down. Shoes, socks, pants, everything that’s in her way. She’s on a mission to get me as naked as she is.
My dick springs free, bobbing like it’s trying to get to her.
Her eyes widen and her lips part. “Damn.”
The snarky comment dies on my tongue as she wraps her fingers around my base. She squeezes and I groan. And then her silky tongue wraps around my crown.
I watch with rapt attention, not wanting to miss a second of how sexy she looks with my dick in her mouth. She takes me all the way to the back of her throat, pausing to fight the resistance there.
“Oh, God.” My eyes roll back in my head as I grip her hair in my fist. “Do that again.”
She pulls me all the way out of her mouth before diving back down, practically swallowing me whole, again and again.
I’m way too close to coming. If Ainsley continues at this pace, I’ll be done before we’ve even started.
I give her hair a gentle tug, and scoot myself back.
She releases me with a pop. “What’s wrong?”
“Not a damn thing.” I pull her on top of me, groaning as I feel her smooth skin against mine. Her hands slide up my chest, over my thunderous heart, and around to the back of my neck. I nip at her bottom lip, sucking on it and releasing it before my tongue delves back inside her mouth.
She tastes like mine, and feels like home.
Mounting me with her thighs on either side of my hips, she rocks back and forth, coating my dick in her arousal. “Do you have a condom?”
“In my nightstand.”
