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Sounds great.
When I finally break the kiss so I can inhale a much-needed breath, he starts talking again.
Easy way to fix that. I drop to my knees, unbuckle his belt, unsnap his jeans, and shove them down his hips. His cock springs forward in all its eight-inch decadence.
I take it between my lips.
Yep. That shut him up.
First time I’ve had a dick in my mouth since— Nope. Not going there.
Stop working, brain.
I take him as far into my mouth as I can. He’s huge, but I force it, until he hits the back of my throat.
I no longer have a gag reflex…for reasons which are better left not thought about at this point.
Stop working, brain.
I fuck him with my mouth, hard and fast, the way I want him to fuck me.
I use my fist to increase the pressure, and I suck. I suck him hard.
Soon, he succumbs. He grabs the back of my head, pulling my short hair, moving my head back and forth to his rhythm.
He slows me down a bit, and I’m not surprised. Already I see his balls scrunch up, he’s ready to blow.
I resist at first—the hair pulling, him taking control of my movements.
I pull back, and he subdues his efforts.
He understands.
He understands that I need to be in control right now.
Too many times I wasn’t in control…
Can’t go there right now.
Stop working, brain.
So I continue, but I slow down, taking his lead. I won’t get what I want if he blows too soon.
Once he’s good and worked up, I pull back, rain a few kisses across the head of his cock.
Then I look into his dark eyes, crane my neck as I still kneel before him.
“God, you look beautiful,” he grits out.
“So do you,” I breathe.
His button-down shirt still hangs off his shoulders, parted, giving me a glimpse of his bronze and muscled chest.
His hips are firm, and his dick… I never thought I’d consider that part of a man beautiful again, but I do. On Buck, it’s beautiful. Beautiful and majestic and perfect.
“Get undressed,” he says roughly.
I rise, shed my clothes in record time.
No longer do my scars and missing nipple humiliate me. No longer do they embarrass me. For what I want from him, I need to be naked, and I need to take charge of my body.
“On the bed,” he says.
I obey, and within another minute, I’m lying on my back, my neck and head supported by the pillows, and my legs spread. When I inhale, I can smell my own scent. I’m ripe, wet, so ready for him.
His cock is ready. I was just sucking him, so he’s most likely going to thrust inside me quickly.
So maybe I won’t have orgasm after orgasm after orgasm, but I will have at least one, and right now I want that dick inside me. Embedded inside me, completing me. Taking away the aching and the emptiness that is so excruciating.
I close my eyes, prepare for the invasion—
Only to feel his velvety tongue swipe across my pussy.
I open my eyes, and his dark gaze meets mine.
“You taste like heaven, baby.”
Then he devours me with his tongue, lips, teeth. He scrapes his teeth over my sensitive folds, over my hard little clit.
I wince, but it’s not pain I feel. It’s pleasure. Intense pleasure.
Then he sucks. He sucks hard. On my clit.
He’s doing what I just did to him.
He’s taking me to the damned brink, until I can’t stand any longer, and then he pulls back.
I lie back, close my eyes again—
“No!”
I pop my eyes open.
“Don’t look away from me, baby. Watch me. Watch me eat this delicious pussy.”
I have to force myself to watch. My neck wants to roll back, my eyes want to close as I grasp the comforter between my fists.
But I look at him. I stare straight into those beautiful dark eyes, and I do not break the gaze between us. I can’t break it, as if we’re joined by some kind of electric current.
He eats me. He eats me and eats me and eats me, brings me to the brink and takes me down again, and I clutch at the covers, undulate beneath him, arch my back.
“Buck, please…”
“You’re a little cock tease, Aspen. You get what you give.” He smiles between my legs.
God. He’s driving me slowly insane.
“I guess I can take pity on you.” He breaches me with two fingers, finding that spot—
“My God!” I raise my hips as the contractions pulse through me. Everything. Everything in the world has become that glorious place between my legs, that glorious man making it happen.
“That’s good,” he says. “Come for me, baby. God, you’re beautiful Aspen. So fucking beautiful. Do you have any idea how beautiful you are when you come like that? I could watch you all day.”
I come down, softly, as if I’m a feather floating to the ground.
