Page 59 of The Fall

“Savannah, I don’t think I can stay away from you.”

“Then don’t.”

“Are you sure you want this? It’ll make our lives a lot more complicated.”

She pauses, but only for a moment. “I’m sure.”

That’s all it takes for me to crash my mouth into hers. I pull her flush to my body with one hand while my other cups the nape of her neck and holds her in place. She kisses me back with the same intensity, her tongue sliding against mine. Kissing her is euphoric. It feels like she’s reaching inside my body and taking control over me. I would do anything to keep her close to me.

When I can’t take it anymore, I bend down and scoop her up. She wraps her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck. Our kiss never breaks as I skate us off the ice and walk awkwardly in my skates down the hall to find an empty room.

I kick the door shut with my skate and reach back to lock it before setting her down on the table. We both quickly unlace our skates and toss them to the side, and then I’m in front of her, lifting her shirt up over her head. I hesitate when my fingers get to her sports bra, but she nods, so I pull it over her head as gently as I can.

“Fuck,” I whisper as my eyes move down her body. I trail my thumb over one of her nipples, and she arches into my touch. I kneel down in front of her and lean in, pulling the same nipple into my mouth.

“Oh my god,” she groans, as I move to the other side and do the same thing. I swear I could play with her nipples all day, but she reaches for my shirt and tries to pull it off, so I know she wants more.

I yank my shirt over my head and throw it into the corner. Then, I motion for her to stand so I can pull her pants off. She doesn’t hesitate, and before I realize it, she’s sitting back down, naked in front of me.

“Legs wide, baby.” Her pussy is at the perfect level for me to dive right in. I’ve been dying to taste her.

She spreads her legs, but when I start trailing kisses up her thighs, she realizes what I’m about to do and tenses.

“You don’t… You don’t have to do that,” she says.

“Do what? Eat your pussy?”

“Yeah. I mean, I know most guys don’t really like that and all…” she trails off, and I find myself wondering what fucking guys she’s talking about because it could never be me.

“Baby, I love to eat pussy, and I’ve been dying to taste yours. Please don’t deprive me of this.”

“Oh. Are you sure?”

“Never been more sure. Now spread those legs a little more and let me see your pretty little cunt.”

That seems to do the trick because she does exactly what I ask and spreads her legs wider, giving me enough room to get between them. I waste no time diving right in with my tongue.

She moans the moment I flatten my tongue against her clit and apply a little pressure. I live for her moans of pleasure. Every time she makes a noise or moves her hips against my face, my cock gets even harder.

I slide a finger inside her while my tongue works her clit. She gasps. “Logan!”

I don’t stop to ask her if she likes it because I can tell she does. Instead, I slide another finger inside, curling both of them up to hit the spot that makes her legs shake.

“I-I’m gonna come.”

That’s fucking right.

I speed up my pace, and she clenches so beautifully around me. She cries out as she comes, and I swear it’s the most amazing thing I’ve ever witnessed. Her back arches as her pussy grips my fingers. I lap up every last drop of her release before I sit back on my haunches and stare up at her.

“This is the best day of my life, Savannah.”

She laughs. “Don’t be cheesy.”

“I’m not. I’m dead serious.”

“Logan, you’ve literally won an Olympic medal.”

“I know, but eating your pussy and making you come was a hundred times better than that.”