Page 145 of Love Unspoken

Before he took his pants off, he pulled my sleep shorts down to my ankles and threw them aside. I lay naked like an offering, and my hands moved to my breasts and squeezed.

"Yeah," he whispered. "Hold them together. Will you let me fuck your tits?

Yes." I smiled lazily, my whole body on fire, and the rightness of what we were doing rang through me. I already knew there would be no regrets in the morning.

He took his pants off, and before I could fully appreciate his thick cock, he spread my thighs, pulled them apart.

"I've been dreaming of tasting you." He lowered his head to my drenched pussy, and my whole world centered on his tongue as he stroked my slit.

My back arched in pleasure, and I groaned when he latched onto my clit, biting gently. Each time he bit me, the pleasure and pain of it made me whimper, and each time, he'd soothe me with his tongue. While he drove me mad with his tongue, his fingers, first one, then two, were inside me, stroking my G-spot, which he'd unerringly found the first time we had sex and never forgot.

"You taste like heaven. I can't get enough of you." His voice was low, rough, harsh, like the words were being torn from him.

My hips jerked up, chasing his mouth, his tongue. "More, Lucas. More."

"I know, I know, love. I know."

He kept playing with my pussy, and it felt amazing. No other man could make me feel the way Lucas did.

But was sex with Kath better?

I stiffened, and Lucas lifted his head. "Tell me what you're thinking."

I smiled uneasily. "Nothing, just⁠—"

"You went rigid, Amara. Did I hurt you?"

He was so attuned to my body that he'd notice even the slightest shift in my mood. Had it always been like this? Yes, it had, and that's what made him such a good lover; it made us so good together.

"I…it's stupid," I admitted.

He kissed my stomach. "Tell me, Tesoro, or I'll edge you all fucking night."

I almost laughed out loud at that, more out of hysteria than because it was funny. I was already desperate, wanting to come so badly.

"I wondered if sex was better with…." I couldn't say her name, couldn't bring her into our bed.

"I won't talk about a woman I've been with, Amara; that's not fair to you or me." He didn't look angry or annoyed, just affectionate. "But I know you're feeling insecure. And I made you feel that way. Tesoro, the best I've had, I've had with you."

"Me too," I confessed, feeling stupidly happy. "Now, could you go back to…you know⁠—

Making you come?" he teased.

"Yes."

He went back to work but pulled away right before I was going to let go. "Lucas," I protested.

"I want you to come on my cock." He surged up, and I felt the tip of his erection against me. "Contraception?"

"Still on the IUD," I told him.

"I'm clean. No one. There's been no one but you and⁠—"

"Just get the hell inside me, Lucas."

He rubbed his swollen cock against my clit and then slid into my pussy, slowly, wonderfully filling me up.

"Amara, I need it hard." His eyes were closed as he moved inside me.