Page 100 of Love… It's Messy


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My hand reaches out, and I touch the top of his thick cock, rubbing my thumb along the head, and then massage his shaft, stroking his length. His head leans back as he groans in pleasure.

I kiss his chest and the space above his heart. I kiss his ribs and then down to the sinewy muscle of his abs. He clenches his body with each featherlight kiss, pushing the hardened muscle against my soft lips.

I get lost in the trail that leads down to the massive erection bobbing against my chest with each pump of my hand.

I wet my lips and take his cock in my mouth. Breathy moans escape him. Sliding my tongue down the veiny shaft, I widen my mouth to accommodate the girth, opening my throat to take him in.

“Baby,” he drawls, “you’re amazing.”

Long strides of my tongue elicit sweet curses to the heavens as he calls out my name, caressing my head and rubbing circles along my cheeks.

My tongue circles the tip of his cock before running up and down the pleasure vein and dipping back into a rhythmic pace up and down. I reach out and cup his balls, caressing the thin skin. He leans forward at the touch, so I replace my hand with my mouth, gently sucking them one at a time and then going back to his shaft for a long, hard inhale of his dick.

“I’m not going to last long.” His breathing is heavy.

I want his pleasure for myself. It might be selfish, but I want him inside me, all heated, hardened energy buried deep within me.

Leaning back, I look up at him. He wipes the bead of moisture from my mouth. I suck on his thumb.

“Sweetest fucking mouth.” He shivers as he speaks, and I reward his reaction with one more run of my tongue over the pleasure vein.

When I see his eyes are closed, I grin at the way I’m able to make him feel.Alive.

I fall to the bed, spread my legs, and hold out my hand to him. He takes it and kisses the inside of my palm.

“We need a condom,” he says. “I don’t have one on me. I haven’t done this in years. I didn’t expect this to happen. I hoped someday, but not tonight.”

“I’m on the pill,” I state, my pulse racing. “I have been since I gave birth to Ainsley.”

“I can’t.”

I pull gently on his hand, forcing his weight to fall on me.

“There’s nothing to be afraid of. Live, Luke. You said we should live, so do what it is you want to do the most.”

“Do what I want to do the most, huh?” He smiles as he brushes my hair from my forehead. “How did you know what I want to do the most in this life is make love to you?”

I bite my lip and stare up at the man who holds my heart.

“Because it’s exactly the same for me.”

His mouth sensually comes down to mine. I shift my hips and lean up into him. His chest comes flush with my bare breasts. His hand runs the length of my rib cage before digging his fingers into my lower back. He lines himself up with my core, thrusting his cock against me.

We hold each other’s gaze as he enters me and sigh at the same time. My eyes hood over as he repeats his movements. I lift my clit toward him for friction as he rolls his hips in a surreal, shiver-inducing motion. The sensation of our union is so powerful; it’s like an electric current has bolted between us and shocks through our bodies.

“I missed you,” he whispers in the dark.

“I need you.”

“I’m here.”

His hips move, more frequent in rhythm. Our silent sighs became panting breaths. I grip the headboard, knuckles white. His hand on my back digs deeper. Intense gasps of pleasure echo in the room and radiate through our bodies. Over and over, he fills me. He holds my hand again above my head, and the other grips my hip. As he moves in and out, I follow his lead, meeting him thrust for thrust.

From the bottom of my toes to the tips of my fingers, I release myself to him.

I feel him giving his heart up the very same.

Our hearts let go of the tension.

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