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CHAPTER FIVE
AUSTIN
I don’t know why it surprises me.
I knew—I thought I knew—that her feelings for me were starting to echo mine for her. I knew she liked me.
I was just scared to fuck things up. Literally, I was afraid that sex would ruin everything, so I held back. I didn’t even kiss her. I knew it would matter to me, and I wanted to make sure it mattered as much to her.
For Belinda to beg me to touch her is the doorstep of heaven.
Actually touching her body, all lithe limbs and soft curves, is heaven.
Sliding my desperate cock inside her beautiful body, inside that tight, pink, sopping-wet channel, is the highest level of heaven I could imagine.
Until her pleasure noises reach an urgent pitch and she comes again, her sweet cunt milking me until I let go and paint her with ropes of my hot seed. That’s pure paradise.
I hold her tight, reveling in the luxury, until I realize she’s struggling to breathe. We both laugh a little and I pull back, mopping up the wet enthusiastic mess of our joining with the blanket from the back of the couch.
She makes a rueful face. “I hope we didn’t ruin the sofa.”
“Forget the sofa. It’s furniture. You’re important—I mean us, us together, we’re the important thing.”
The expression on her face is priceless. If I was already in love with her before tonight, I’m eight miles deep in love now. Eighty miles. Eight thousand miles down and still falling.
I want her in my life forever.
I always liked that beginning part of each new relationship, the giddy rush of hormones when I’d kiss each new girl. First kisses were always so delicious.
But this is better. Belinda is even better than that. Holding her, loving her, being completely wrapped up in her, it’s better than I could ever have dreamed. I’ve had my last first kiss, and I’m so happy to be moving past it to the long chain of beautiful days with her, a long string of moments like precious pearls.
I go get Belinda another ice pack for her ankle, even though she insists it doesn’t hurt anymore. I prop her foot up carefully and angle the ice pack right on top of the small swelling in her ankle, and then I kiss up the top of her foot, up her leg, right to the trimmed delta between her thighs. I start over with her other foot and leg, and this time when I get up to her split, she’s spread open and sighing in soft pleasure, her sweet pussy glistening in arousal. I gently kiss her little button, then circle my finger around it.
I’m rock-hard, remembering how she climaxed from rubbing my dick over her clit. I want to make her come again. “I can’t wait to get a taste,” I tell her, and she sighs again, moving her thighs farther apart.
She tastes like spicy honey. I suck gently on her clit, then stroke it with my tongue, slipping two fingers inside her to stroke her g-spot. Her moans get louder, so I keep it up. Her thighs tense, and her hips pump under my hand. “Don’t stop,” she begs.
I don’t stop.
Not until her clit goes swollen under my tongue and her channel walls ripple, her thighs pressing tight together. “Feel good, baby?” I ask her once she’s lying at her ease, breathing hard.
“So good.” She stretches her arms to me. “I need you inside me.”
“You need what inside you?” I tease, giving myself a slow stroke, then another.
“I need your cock.” Her eyes are so direct that I get even harder. She stops reaching for me, and simply parts her thighs, showing me her beautiful wet pink folds. “Fuck me.”
“You sure you’re ready?” I know she is, from the wetness on the blanket under her and the tightness of her nipples, but I love this sudden dirty talk combined with my tender feelings for her. “Touch yourself. Show me how ready you are. Show me that ready pussy.”
A little smile curves her lips. She plays with one taut nipple, then slips her other hand down to her swollen nub, flicking it quickly.
“Fuck,” I mutter under my breath.
“Do you want to watch me come?” she asks, her voice soft and tempting as her cooze. “Watch me come on my fingers like I came on your tongue?”
I nod, stroking myself slowly.
“It won’t take much,” she says, and licks her lips. “You have me so hot, Austin. I want you so much. It won’t take me long.” She circles her clit with her fingers, stopping now and then to spread those pink folds for me and show me her glistening opening. I can’t wait to get back in there. “I’m gonna come,” she whispers, “I’m gonna—oh yeah—fuck!”
