With one finger, I hook her panties to the side. The prettiest, lightest shade of pink shines back at me.
Oh yeah. I’m about to become an addict.
I know I should have more self-control, but the moment her fingers glide into my hair, I can’t hold back.
“Ssshhhit,” she hisses as my tongue licks her. I grab her legs and pull her close so she can feel my tongue and lips on her. Eating her. Memorizing her. Devouring her.
“Fuck, you taste amazing,” I say and get back to it. “One taste and this pussy belongs to me—do you hear me?”
“Yes.”
“This is mine now. I don’t share.”
“It’s yours,” she pants the moment my tongue touches her again. I use two fingers to spread her open so that I can taste every single inch of her.
“Tobias,” she says and pulls my hair. “Tobias.”
Just as she sucks in a breath, her orgasm rocking through her, I slide a finger inside her and hook it, my tongue joining it, prolonging every last ounce of ecstasy for her.
When her body slowly stops shaking, I climb up her and press myself against her.
With the taste of her still on my lips, I kiss her.
I kiss her hard.
Her hand moves to my jeans. She flicks my belt open like a pro and then slides her hands inside.
“Oh my god,” she says the moment her hand grabs ahold of me.
“Oh my god,” I repeat and suck in breath.
She moves her hand slowly, and I swear I grow bigger the longer she touches me. Her other hand works back and forth to take my pants off.
When they get to the middle of my butt, I pull back and strip them the rest of the way off, yanking my shirt off with them.
“Lay on your back,” she says.
I grin, thinking of that very first scene she wrote, and do as I’m told.
But then she begins to crawl down my body. I stop her.
“As much as I would love for you to put my cock in your mouth, it’s not happening tonight.”
“It’s not? But you just made me … forget where I was.”
I grin. “Good.”
“So, if you don’t want that, what do you want?”
I cup her cheek and pull her to me for a kiss.
“I want you to sit on my dick and ride me until we both see stars. And when we’re done with that, I’m going to bend you over the side of the bed, slide back inside of you, and make you forget your name.”
She fights a smile by biting her lip.
I reach for it with my thumb. On second thought, maybe I do want to see this lip wrapped around me.
The thought doesn’t get too carried away before she’s doing exactly what I told her to do.
