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East rests his forehead on mine and, with his eyes closed, he stays there for a few seconds, his chest heaving.
“Are you okay?” I ask, alarmed that maybe he’s not up to this yet.
“I’m good, V. Just trying to decide what to do to you first.” When he opens his eyes, his gaze is full of heat, a spark of something that makes my heart rate skyrocket. If I thought I was wet before, I’m fucking soaked now.
He kisses me once more, abrupt and hurried, then pulls away again, his teeth trapping my bottom lip as he slowly releases it.
When his gaze travels to my chest, the swell of my breasts peeking out from beneath my bra, I rely on the door to keep me upright. East is attentive and loving, but I can’t forget that he’s a Saint at heart and his dominant side is never far from the surface.
Hands at the cups of my bra, East glances up at me, a mischievous glint telling me he’s about to do something that might piss me off.
The sound of ripping fabric confirms that, yes, he’s going to get an earful but… not now. Right now, I just can’t bring myself to give a shit.
“That’s better,” he says right before his mouth is on my nipple, sucking and pulling until I’m a mess of hormones running wild in my blood.
Too soon, his mouth is gone. When I open my eyes, he’s on his knees pulling my skirt and panties off before placing his mouth on my pussy, licking up every drop that I give him.
My head bangs against the door as my hips push into his mouth. I need more, so I plant my hand on his head and without questioning my actions, I hold him steady as I basically try to fuck his face, searching out the friction on my clit and chasing my orgasm.
Until his mouth is gone.
My lids fly open. My eyes, wild with lust, search him out and when I find him, he’s sitting on his haunches watching me.
“Who’s in charge, V?”
What?
I must voice my question aloud because he asks again.
“Who’s in fucking charge, V?”
“You?”
“Is that a question?”
“No?”
Taking my hand, he places it on his head then warns, “I fuck your pussy, V. I’m in charge.” Without actually saying the words, I understand that me taking control of the situation is not in the cards.
I suppose after what happened, he deserves to feel a little control in his life.
I get it. That’s why I let him call the shots. Also, because it’s fucking hot.
With his mouth back on my pussy, East works his magic and no more than a minute later, I’m coming all over his tongue and chin and it’s the hottest fucking thing in the world. My entire body shakes with the aftermath of the orgasm, my legs barely able to keep me upright.
When East pulls back, he looks straight into my eyes—wiping his mouth with the back of his hand—and smiles like a man crazed.
“I love eating your pussy.”
Once he stands, I don’t have time to catch my breath as I’m thrown over his shoulder in a fireman’s hold. East carries me across the room and carefully places me on the bed while he stays on the side, watching me.
“You might be okay, but you probably shouldn’t be carrying me,” I say, frowning up at him, unable to stop the worry that floods me.
“Don’t freak out, V. Everything is fine.”
East reaches back and pulls the collar of his shirt up and over his head, flinging it to the side before he pushes his gray sweats down and simply steps out of them before he joins me in bed.
I gasp at the sight of his scar but I try to remember that if the doc said it’s good, who the fuck am I to argue?
