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Chapter twenty-nine
Austin
Two Days ater
I’m the luckiest man in the fucking world.
Shay has her earbuds in, shimmying as she puts something in the oven. Her back is toward me and I can see she’s wearing nothing but an apron and a pair of tiny panties. When she shuts the oven door, she throws her hands up and sings so off-key it’s adorable.
“It’s me, hi, I’m the problem, it’s me…”
I’m not about to sneak up and scare her, so I make a big production out of throwing my coat on the barstool at the kitchen island. She whirls around and shrieks, “Ohmygod, you scared me,” in the loudest voice humanly possible.
Approaching her with one thing in mind, I pull out her earbuds and kiss her ear, nibbling down the outer edge, whispering, “Honey, I’m home.”
She shivers at my touch. “I missed you so much.”
I lick to the underside of her jaw where I suck a bit until she melts into me. I turn her in my arms so her back is to my front. “You can’t expect a man to come home from a business trip to find his girl dancing naked in the kitchen without fucking her, can you?”
“No, and said girl was hoping to get fucked, for the record. I’m so horny.” She wiggles her ass against my cock.
My hands stroke up and down her ribs then under her breasts, teasing her. My lips wander along her neck and jawline until she’s arching into me, moaning. Patiently, I untie the knot in the apron and spin her back around in my arms. I help her take it off and immediately fasten my lips to her nipple. “You’re perfect.” I lick over and suck on her other nipple. “So fucking perfect.” Back to the first. “Every part of you.” I feather kisses down her belly and lick a line from her belly button to her clit.
“God, Austin.” She holds my head where she wants me and gyrates her hips.
Releasing her for a second to pull off my hoodie and T-shirt, I lead her around the island to a bar stool and lift her into the seat. “I need a taste.”
Shay lifts her leg up and places her foot on the counter. “I think I might come at the idea of this.”
I kneel down so my face lines up with her pussy and breath her in. There’s no better perfume than when she’s wet and ready for me, which is evident by how soaked her panties are. Hooking my finger into the crotch of her panties, I move it to the side and expose her. “I’m going to feast on you, baby.”
“So much yes.” Shay leans back and drapes her arm over the barstool for leverage and looks down at me. I dive in and cover her entire pussy with my mouth, holding her steady at the hips. My tongue teases and prods her opening. “Jesus, that is…ohhhhh.”
I love that Shay has no shame, hesitation, or fear. We explore our sexuality without boundaries. She runs her fingers through the long hair at the top of my head and tugs me closer. My fingers dig into the muscles of her hips as I move my face back and forth and to and fro, lapping at her. Sucking her folds between my lips, but avoiding her little clit.
Shay keens and pants and wails because my mouth is all over her, edging her closer and closer. She arches back, hooking her other foot on the foot rest and bracing her body with her forearms. Her hips cant forward to fuck my face. When I hear her moans deepen, I know she’s close so I flick her clit with the tip of my tongue rapidly before sucking on it. Then repeating. Her thighs shake when she unravels and screams unabashedly, unable to hold back her orgasm any longer.
Gently, I flatten my tongue and lick from her little puckered hole to her clit, soothing her through a few aftershocks. Shay holds my head against her until she’s settled then releases me. I stand up.
I undo my buckle and jeans and step out of them. My hands frame her face and I draw her close. “Taste yourself.” I kiss her, tracing the seam of her lips with my tongue, then pushing in to find hers. We make out for what seems like hours. My dick is so hard it’s weeping.
“God, I covet you.“ Shay wraps her legs around my waist and pulls me against her wet pussy. I buck against her so her wetness coats the length of my shaft. “I need your cock in me, I definitely do.”
I dip my head down to capture her nipple in my mouth, then grip her hips and shift her so I’m lined up with her opening. “I love that idea.” I fist my cock, tap it against her clit, and run the head through her folds. “I missed you.”
“I missed you too.” Shay’s hands rest lightly on my waist as she watches me feed my cock into her. “God, there’s nothing hotter than watching your fat cock disappear inside me.”
I pull all the way out, my cock glistens. “Damn. Your pussy is dripping.” I slide two fingers inside her and press my thumb to her clit. Fuck her with my fingers and rub her clit until she cries out and shudders, bucking against me. “That’s it. Come all over my fingers, then you can have my cock back.”
“Harder.” Shay bites her lip, so I oblige and also curl my fingers up to rub her inner wall. I dip my head down to graze my teeth against her nipple and that does the trick, she explodes and whimpers as her muscles flex.
I continue to circle her sensitive clit with my fingertip, but she pushes against my chest. “Austin, fuck me. Please.”
“Oh, I will.” I capture her little nub between the pads of his fingers and squeeze. Not hard. But with enough pressure to send another wave of pleasure through her.
It’s so intense I watch the flush heat her from head to toe in seconds. “Oh, Jesus. God,” Shay cries out. “It’s too much.”
She nearly slides off the barstool, so I help her back into position. Months of marathon sex have conditioned Shay into having as many orgasms as I can give her. I love to see her face slack with pleasure. For her to completely let go and be free in these moments. I position myself at her opening and flick my cock around, not quite entering her. She groans. “You’re hungry for it?”
