Page 21 of About Last Night

I moved my hands down over her silk-covered body, loving the feel of her smooth skin against my rough palms and the way the fabric of her short nightgown bunched as I grabbed the hem and lifted it up her body one inch at a time. There was no way I was missing the unveiling of the body I’d dreamed about since that night I caught her hand between her legs in the bath, so I broke the kiss and pulled back just enough to see what I was doing.

Her heavy-lidded eyes stared at me with unrestrained want. Her lips were red and swollen from my kiss and her chest heaved, moving those perky tits up and down in the most tantalizing way.

“Is this mine?” I asked her, continuing to slowly pull her nightgown up.

Her lips parted and expelled a soft breath. “Do you want it to be?”

Ah, there she was. I liked this smart, confident woman much more than the hurt and ashamed woman she’d been when she thought I was rejecting her. I’d never stood a chance.

I pulled her silk nightgown off the rest of the way and dropped it to the floor without a second glance. My mouth watered as I traced the gentle curves of her tight body with my eyes, but I found my voice enough to respond to her.

“Maybe I should’ve been more clear. This is mine.” Then I wrapped one hand around the back of her neck and hauled her mouth to mine while my other hand slid over her firm breasts and down her toned stomach to the landing strip below. I slid one finger through her folds and let out a low groan at how wet she was already.

She gasped into my mouth as I slid my soaked finger inside, feeling her pussy tighten around my digit. Fuck, she was tight. It would be a snug fit, but I had plenty of time to ready her for my cock. Doing what I’d imagined earlier, I pulled my hand away, grabbed her hips, and set her on the edge of the counter.

“Wha—”

I placed my wet finger against her lips, silencing her instantly. Her eyes heated as her tongue darted out, but I pulled my finger away and sucked it into my mouth instead, my gaze never leaving hers.

“That’s my dessert, not yours. You’ll get yours in a minute.”

I closed my eyes in bliss as her tangy taste burst across my tongue. Fuck, I was going to be addicted to this flavor, I could already tell.

Opening my eyes, I focused on her. I pushed her thighs wider apart and then got down on my knees to worship her the way she deserved to be worshipped every day. Her fingers slid into my thick hair as I licked up her seam to her swollen clit.

“Oh fuck,” she whispered, her legs already tightening around my head.

I had half a mind to ask her when the last time was she’d been eaten out, but the thought of another man between her perfect legs only pissed me off. Brynn was mine now, and I’d wipe the memory of any other man out of her mind completely.

For her, there would be no one else. No one who made her feel pleasure. No one who could make her come as hard as I could.

No one but me.

I licked inside her drenched pussy, coating my mouth in her cream, loving the way she arched her back and pressed her body closer to my mouth.

“Wyatt,” she moaned, just like the night she’d been in the bathtub.

“Mmm,” I hummed against her pussy, causing her thighs to tremble from the added vibration.

“You’re going to come on my tongue and let me lick you clean,” I told her.

Her breathing was ragged, her eyes glazed with lust and her chest pink from the pleasure she’d already felt, but she had no idea how good it was about to get.

Without breaking our gaze, I slid one finger, then two, moving them in a V shape inside her to stretch her out so she could take my cock when she was ready. Her cheeks grew even more pink, but she didn’t close her eyes. She held her body mostly still, apart from the small quiver of her stomach and thighs that gave away how hard she was working to remain still.

I flicked my thumb over her plump clit, eliciting a sharp inhale from her. “Look at how this pretty pussy weeps for me.” At my words, she grew slicker, and I couldn’t fight the groan that escaped.

My cock had never been so hard as it was right then, but there was no way I was going to touch it when my hands had better things to touch, like her perfect glistening pussy and her beaded nipples that were just crying out for attention.

Standing up, I took one needy nipple into my mouth and sucked it the way I planned to suck her clit. Brynn’s head tilted back as she let out another sexy moan, and her fingers curled around my neck, holding me against her body. I pumped my fingers inside her tight pussy while I continued to lick and suck her nipples until she was a mewling mess on the counter.

“Wyatt, please.”

“Please what, baby?”

“Make me come,” she pleaded. “I’m so c-close.”

I could feel how close she was, her pussy fluttering against my fingers. I pushed a third inside and curled them on the slide out, then repeated that movement as I got back on my knees to suck her clit. All it took was one more thrust and she exploded, her flavor flooding my fingers and my mouth as I licked her clean, just like I’d promised.