Page 43 of The Road Back to Us

I fucked Lyric the way I knew she wanted to be fucked. I knew that she needed to get out of her head for a while and just enjoy the physical side of it. But I never wanted her to think that there was ever a second in the day when I wasn’t emotionally attached to her.

“Don’t get me wrong,” she continued, panic rising in her voice when I hadn’t responded. “I liked it—a lot. I love having sex with you, Cole. It’s always good, it’s just that—”

I lifted my free hand and held my fingers up to her lips to stop her.

“Baby, you forget that I know you and your body better than you know yourself. I fucked you the way you needed to be fucked, and I will continue to fuck you the way you need to be fucked, every single time you need it. Trust me when I say there’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you, and all you have to do is tell me how you want it. I can make love to you, or I can fuck you hard and rough, like I just did.”

She giggled, pulling her lip between her teeth.

“I kinda like it when you say it like that.”

“Good, because I mean it.”

I reached over and grabbed her, pulling her gently until she was in my arms again, where she was always meant to be.

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I hadn’t realized we had fallen asleep together again until I woke up to her sliding out of my arms as she tried dipping under the covers with my cock in her hands.

I groaned, my body tightening as I felt her warm mouth wrap around the tip before sliding down the base. I tossed the sheet off, wanting to see her and watch as she sucked my cock. She shifted positions again until she was settled between my legs, looking up at me under dark lashes as she took me to the back of her throat.

“Fuck, baby,” I hissed, grabbing the back of her head and gently pulling her hair the way I knew she liked. “You look so fucking good sucking my cock.”

She moaned, sending vibrations along the shaft as she bobbed her head before pulling off and teasing the tip with her tongue. She used her hand to stroke me as she flicked the tip a few times, then lowered her head until I hit the back of her throat again. I heard her gag and hardened immediately, already feeling the urge to shoot my load down her throat.

“I bet you’re so fucking wet for me, aren’t you, baby?”

I knew that dirty talk always turned Lyric on, and I got my confirmation when she moaned deeply around my dick.

“You’re doing such a good job taking my cock down your throat, baby. Just like your pussy took it so well earlier. I can’t wait to fuck your pussy again. I love watching you stretch around me as I fill you. I love seeing your beautiful pink pussy nice and swollen from trying to take my cock.”

She bounced harder and faster, gagging every time I hit the back of her throat.

“I’m going to come, baby,” I warned. “If you don’t want me to come down your throat, you need to stop.”

But in true Lyric fashion, she ignored my warning and kept sucking me until I came hard and fast, knowing she was swallowing every single drop.

Once I was done, she slowly pulled away, wiping the corners of her mouth as she held my still semi-hard cock.

“I want to ride it,” she said, pulling her lower lip between her teeth.

“Your wish is my command,” I replied, stretching my arms and resting my hands behind my head as I watched her climb on top of me and settle herself over my cock.

Just the sight of Lyric naked had me getting fully erect again, my dick rising to the occasion.

She reached between us and grabbed my cock, letting out a shocked gasp when she found it fully hard again.

“It’s like a magic trick,” she teased with a laugh.

I let my head fall back as I laughed with her.

She rubbed the tip of it against her slit, coating it in the wetness that I was dying to taste.

“Show me how wet you are,” I said, my voice dropping as I watched her lean back and rest on one hand while she used the other to spread her lips for me.

“I’m soaking wet.”

“Slide a finger inside and fuck yourself with it.”