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“Show me how good it’s gonna feel when you come inside me someday?”
“Fuckkkkkk…” fumbles off my lips prior to pushing them against hers again.
Our tongues mimic our frenzied hand movements, racing to simultaneously outpace and outlast one another. Wetness drenches my fingers and palm and wrist on every relentless thrust, reminding me alongside the whispering of my name exactly who she wants.
Who she belongs to.
The notion that Arley wants me as badly as I’ve wanted her has my balls even more anxious to deliver that news. And the heavenly way she jerks like she owns my dick –owns me –like she isn’t afraid it’ll break from being stroked too fast or too hard or unrelentingly forces my entire body to tense in order to stop from unloading.
Feeling my cock stiffen makes her pussy do the same in warning that she’s close.
So. Fucking. Close.
Greed to let go grapples with the one that insists she lets go first until the latter eventually causes me to abandon anything that isn’t getting the job done.
Becausethisis single-handedly the most important shit I’ve ever done to date.
And that includes what I got a medal from the president for.
“Look at me, Angel Cake,” I rasp, pressing our foreheads together. “I want you to watch who’s makin’ you fuckin’ come.”
One final sharp intake of air precedes the most beautiful sound I’ve ever heard in my entire life.
Airy screams of my name are instantly echoed by her lower lips alongside otherworldly shudders that shake her frame. My frame. The fucking tile floor. Between the ceaseless clenching of her pussy and continual stroking of her hand, I barely have a chance to fathom what’s happening before white hot bursts are covering her beautiful brown leg. Possessive snarls are chased by even more possessive sucks of her bottom lip, the overwhelming impulse to stake my claim elsewhere too powerful to ignore. Sated sighs are sweetly offered and lapping them up to be sacredly buried deep in my soul becomes my entire reason to exist.
To have ever fucking existed.
“Uh…Wahl?” Blu’s voice unexpectedly invades, pulling my attention away from the shaking woman beneath me over to the very same doorway she was in not too long ago. “Hate to interrupt – seriously, mazel tov or whatever on finally consummating your relationship-”
“Don’t make me shoot you.”
“-but we uh…we need to talk.”
Arley winds herself around my torso and dreamily asks, “Can it wait a bit, Blu?”
Her face softly nuzzles against the parachuting tattoos on my chest pushing me to grunt, “Yeah. Yeah, it fuckin’ can.”
“Except that it can’t,” the best friend I don’t enjoy seeing naked counters from his position.
“What did I just say about shootin’ you?”
“Do you really have a shower gun?”
“Yeah, there’s a built-in spot on the wall behind the shampoo and conditioner,” I offhandedly explain. “What’s so important that it can’t wait until I properly wash and dry my woman off?”
“Intel just came in,” Blu firmly announces. “And I think we finally have a way to find out who’s behind all this shit.”
Chapter 14
Arley
“Can rescue a diplomat’s twelve-year-older daughter from a sex trafficking ring off the coast of Croatia but can’t measure cake flour,” I giggle while leveling off the ingredient I’ve scooped into the measuring cup.
“Don’t say that shit like one of those isn’tsignificantlyharder than the other one,” Slater chuckles in return, bright blue lettering weaving around the colors that are pumping from his speaker system.
“Oh, it is…” my mirth filled stare cuts across the island counter to his. “Just not the one you’re thinking, Cowboy.”
He throws his head back in laughter and not stopping everything I’m doing to drink in the sight is impossible.
