Page 78 of True Colors

She lets out this broken moan, her thighs clamping around my head.

I push her legs apart again, holding her down.

I dive in, fucking her with my tongue, sucking on her clit until she’s screaming, her hands clawing at the bedspread.

“Luther, I—I can’t—” she stammers, her body shaking, and I know she’s close. I slide two fingers inside her, curling them just right, and she explodes, her orgasm crashing over her like a wave, her juices coating my fingers, my face.

I pull back, licking my lips, and I smirk up at her.

“First time?”

She shakes her head, mischief in her eyes. “I’ve had an orgasm before.”

I cock an eyebrow. “But never with a man.”

“I named my vibrator James, does that count?”

I frown. “James?”

Who the fuck is that? A dozen irrational, territorial thoughts snarl through my head before she says⁠—

“James Bond. I have a thing for Daniel Craig.”

So, here she is, her legs spread, post orgasm, my lips still wet from her, and she’s yanking my chain.

How can I not fall for her some more?

“I think I can do better than James.”

“Really?” she asks coquettishly. “Can you make me say, ‘Oh, Luther’, like all those Bond girls say, ‘Oh, James’?”

“You’ll be screaming my name by the time we’re done,” I promise her as I stand and unbuckle my belt.

Her eyes drop to my cock, thick and throbbing. She watches intently as I put on a condom.

“That is the first time I’m seeing a penis in real life,” she says suddenly.

I blink, my brain rebooting at her remark, and a laugh bursts out of me. “Never seen one before?”

She tosses her shoulder. “Well, in porn but not in real life. They are bigger on film.”

I grin. She’s playful. I love it.

“You know what they say, the camera adds a few inches.”

This makes her giggle.

Best sound in the world.

I take her t-shirt and bra off and look at her, just look at the miracle of her. I cup her breasts. She moans. She’s so responsive that it’s making me heady.

I suckle her nipples as she pulls me closer, wanting more.

I blow on a wet nipple and kiss it softly. “You like that?”

“Yes.”

I bite the nipple softly. “How about that?”