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How did she know that was my weak spot?
I move my hands from her hips to grab her ass, putting my hands under her skirt to find silky underwear. I squeeze and she lets out a low moan in my ear.
“God, I think I’m going to come.”
I lift my head up at her words and let my eyes open to watch her. I’ve been hovering over my climax for a few moments now and hearing her whisper those words against me has me spilling into my briefs. “Fuck fuck fuck.” I press my face into her neck as I come for what feels like forever. I’m vaguely aware that I hear her gasp and when I pull out of her neck her lips are caught between her teeth. “Come for me, princess.”
“Fuck.”
“Use me to make you feel good.”
“So good.” She drops her head back and I press my lips to her neck, doing the same thing she did to me. Trailing my tongue along her before nipping her chin.
“I want to kiss you when I come,” she says, her nails are digging into my shoulders at this point so I imagine she’s only got a few more seconds before she goes over the edge.
I grip her chin and guide it toward me and press my lips to hers. She gasps in my mouth and my tongue takes off in search of hers and then she begins to shake in my arms. Her thrusts against me become more erratic, her nails dig into me harder and she lets out a low whimper. Her tongue is still dancing with my mine sensually and it’s easily the most erotic experience of my life. Her entire body vibrates on top of me and when she pulls away from me, her eyes fluttering open all I can think about is cleaning up the mess between her legs with my mouth.
We kiss through the entirety of my trip down memory lane, our bodies twisting together underneath the blanket as she climbs into my lap and begins to hump me in a similar fashion that she did that night. That night was the beginning of our relationship. It took me a few weeks to take her virginity but we did everything else up until then. She loved my mouth between her legs, and if I was honest so did I and she sucked my dick with such enthusiasm despite my size. And then one night, when I’d whisked her to a hotel under the ruse that she was sleeping at a friend’s house, I took her virginity on a bed of rose petals atop satin sheets in a room full of candles.
The first time I made love to her, soft and slow and worshipped every inch of her beforehand to try and temper the pain of losing her virginity. But after we’d finished, seeing the blood on my dick made me feel almost feral as feelings of possession bloomed in my chest and I took her almost brutally the second time.
For what it’s worth, that time she came.
“I’ve missed this so fucking much,” she moans as she pulls off my shirt. She pulls hers off immediately after leaving her in a lacy white bra that I can see her nipples through. I run my tongue over my teeth and I immediately want to suck them into my mouth. I reach around her and unhook her bra letting them spring free and I let my eyes flutter shut at the visual.
“Jesus, Whitney.” My eyes immediately go to her clavicle where the words are written in light script. It’s dark, only the light from the fireplace and the string of tea lights illuminates the patio so it’s hard to make out. “When did you get this?”
“A few weeks after you left.” She leans down to give me a better look and while I assumed it had to do with me, I wasn’t expecting it at the same time.
In script, it says, “after all this time?” and just beneath it, “always.”
She swallows and leans back. “I told myself one day you would come back to me. That you still loved me and we’d find our way back to each other. But, in the off chance you didn’t, I would just look like a normal Harry Potter stan, which I am.” She shrugs with a faint smile on her lips. This was true, she was one, but so was I. It was something we bonded over when she was growing up. We read all the books and watched the movies together and had been to Harry Potter World more than once. So, the tattoo has many different meanings which I’m sure made explaining it easier.
“Then baby, why all the pushback when I did come back to you?” I push the hair out of her face and hold her face with both hands.
“Because I was mad at myself for not waiting,” she tells me honestly, as a tear slips down her cheek. Her brown eyes are bright, her chocolate-colored orbs highlighted by the tears in her eyes. “I am mad at you too for breaking us, but… now I have to hurt someone. I put all these unresolved feelings and emotions I had over you and locked them in a box in my brain and away from where my heart could feel it so I could heal. And then you come back and you ripped it open.” She sniffles and I wipe the tears from her eyes. “I hoped and prayed every day for over a year that you’d come back and then I guess I just gave up. You told me to move on and I realized that I needed to listen. You love my parents and I understand not wanting to ruin that relationship.”
“I’ll tell them. Tomorrow. You don’t have to be there, or you can. But tomorrow.”
“No!” she says, her eyes wide and unblinking.
“No?” I frown. “Baby, we’re going to be together and before we can make it official to the world, we have to tell the people inourworld.”
She shakes her head. “No, I know, but… I have to tell Parker first.”
I let out a sigh. “I thought he wasn’t back until next week?”
“He’s not, and I’ll tell him then. I just can’t do it over the phone. This also gives me time to pack up my things.”
I wince, realizing this guy thinks nothing is wrong and he’s going to come home exhausted from a long business trip to find his fiancée moving out of the house.I guess I kind of feel bad over that.“That’s fair.”
“We can tell them after, okay? We’ve waited this long.”
“Okay. No backing out. We come clean to everyone. No more secrets.” I tell her, holding my pinky finger up and she links hers with mine.
“No more.” We kiss our fingers, before her lips are on mine again and she’s rubbing against me. I feel her hands on my sweatpants and she pulls back to yank them down my legs before she’s pushing hers down her legs as well. She tosses them both to the ground before getting back on top of me. My couch is wide enough for us to both lay comfortably and change positions with ease thankfully because right now I’m desperate to get my mouth on her.I reach up, trapping one of her nipples between my teeth and sucking it into my mouth. I hold it, trying to get as much of it into my mouth as I suck on her breast. I pull back, stiffening my tongue and rubbing it over her nipple as she mewls and rubs on top of me. Her pussy is getting wetter and my mouth waters, needing a taste of her. I used to be obsessed with eating her pussy. I don’t know if it was because I was the first to ever do it or her taste or her scent or a combination of all three but every time we were together, I had to put my mouth between her legs at least once.
“I need to taste you before I fuck you.”
