Her body convulses, but I hold her in place, my mouth unrelenting on her until she nearly yanks a patch of hair from my head due to oversensitivity.
God, I want her mouth on me. I want my cock jerking against her tongue while I coat it with cum, but that won’t happen right now. I know I’m going to be inside of her the second I strip my clothes off.
I climb off the bed, leaving her looking up at me with half-lidded eyes and a smile on her face.
“Feel good?”
Her smile grows. “Fishing for compliments?”
“Baby,” I say, untucking my shirt before working the buttons open to reveal the expanse of my chest. “I don’t have to have your words. Your pussy just sang a million thank yous against my mouth.”
I lick my lips, enjoy the taste of her left behind. Her cheeks heat, but the brave girl doesn’t look away.
“Why are you taking so long?” It takes some effort, but she lifts her arms, waggling her fingers for me to join her.
“Are you going to let me fill that sweet pussy with my cock?”
She bites her lips, cheeks growing pink. “Yes.”
“You’re sure?”
She doesn’t answer immediately, her attention solely on my fingers as I work open my slacks and drop them along with my boxer briefs to my ankles. I kick off my shoes, cock throbbing and moving, a jutting sight as I strip down.
She swallows, her eyes meeting mine.
“You want to come on my cock, Remi?”
“Yes.” She’s breathless as her legs fall open, revealing perfect, glistening flesh.
Climbing back on the bed, I give her perfect core one long sweep of my tongue.
“It’s big,” she whispers as I settle between her legs.
“It is,” I agree, my mouth finding hers, tongues and lips making promises, begging for the forgiveness I can’t gain enough courage to say out loud.
“Ready?” She nods her head, eyes fluttering closed as I line and shift my hips.
The heat of her engulfs the head of my cock as her fingers dig relentlessly into my forearms.
When I push all the way in, I swallow her cry with my mouth, squeezing my own eyes closed as I find the end of her. Jesus, it’s better than I ever imagined, better than anything I’ve ever experienced.
I go slow, pulling back and gliding back in, the grip around me enough to make me wish I’d prepared for her. It’s going to be over too soon, and any idea I had that once was all I needed to get her out of my system flies out the damn window, crashing to the New York streets below as I get lost in her.
“Slow,” she begs when I move too fast, thrust too hard. “I’m so full.”
Her words settle in my nuts, threatening to take me over the edge, and I cover her mouth with mine once again, whispering how good she feels, how she’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me in my life.
She moans, her body finally catching up to the pleasure as her hips begin to move, meeting every motion of my hips.
“Flynn,” she pants, her eyelids fluttering.
“So fucking good, baby. Think I can make you come?”
Her mouth falls open, no words escaping as I lean back on my knees. Her eyes follow mine to where our bodies meet, the thick head of my cock barely breeching her as I lick my fingers and drop them to her clit.
She whimpers, and it’s the most seductive sound I’ve ever been a witness to as I rub circles to the swollen bundle of nerves.
“I’m going to need you to come, baby. I’m not going to last.”
“I don’t think—” She moans, her head arches back, eyes closed when I readjust, angling my cock toward the sensitive part inside of her, the same spot I brushed with my fingers the other night in her room.
“That’s it, baby. Feel me,” I groan, my balls tight and ready. “I need this pretty pussy to come, Remington.”
Her eyes flash, mouth still hanging open, and then it happens. Her body locks up, pussy fluttering in release down my cock, and I lose my mind, hips snapping forward as she rides out her orgasm. Her cheeks are flushed, the redness spreading down her throat and teasing the swell of her bouncing tits.
“Jesus,” I gasp, applying pressure to her lower belly and slamming my hips forward over and over. “That’s it. So pretty when you come.”
Then all talking is over as my nuts seize, pulsing out my own release.
Falling forward, I press my face into her neck, arms around her waist as I hold her close.
Fuck, I’m going to miss this woman.Chapter 24Remington
I groan, every muscle in my body sore as I roll over in the bed. I don’t freak immediately when my wandering hand finds cold sheets rather than Flynn’s warm chest. He’s an early riser, something I’ve noticed since he’s been at my house. I smile, a small tug at the corners of my mouth at his sweetness. Letting me sleep in after such a life-altering night shows his kindness, but I hate that he’s not holding me right now.