I pull her closer into me, and she cuddles her head against my chest. We have at least a thirty-minute drive from here to my house.
“No, sorry,” I say chuckling.
“That’s okay. I was hoping we could stay at your place. I’m too exhausted to want to travel all over the world.”
I stroke her hair, loving having her head against my chest. “We will go on a belated honeymoon in the fall or around the holidays if you want. Now isn’t a good time with everything going on at work.” Or with Sebastian, I think, but don’t tell Larkyn. I need to keep my thoughts of my brother private from Larkyn.
“Stressed?” she asks.
“Not as much anymore, now that we are married,” I say.
Her eyes flutter open, and I can see she has a dark thought.
“What?”
She licks her lips. “I can help you relieve some stress.”
Yes. God, yes.
“I think I’ve flipped a switch in your head and changed you from innocent to sex goddess,” I say, loving the look she’s giving me.
I think she’s going to straddle my lap so I can fuck her in the back of the limo, but she doesn’t.
Instead, her hands go for the button and zipper on my pants. She undoes my pants and slowly pushes them down, along with my underwear until my cock springs free.
She eyes me as she licks her lips again. She hesitates for a second and grasps my cock firmly with her hand. Rubbing it up and down gently.
I gasp. She has never touched my cock with her hand. Either she wasn’t brave enough, or I never gave her the chance.
She grins when she sees my reaction.
“You don’t ever have to ask to touch me like this,” I say between heated breaths.
She keeps her gorgeous, big eyes on me as she lowers her lips and sucks the head.
My eyes roll back in my head as a curse leaves my lips at how incredible the blissful touch of her lips on me feels.
I open my eyes to watch as her mouth takes most of me in, and then slowly rakes her teeth back up my cock.
Sexy as hell.
I grip her hair, doing everything I can to not force her head back down over my cock. I want her to be in control. And she wouldn’t let me take it from her right now even if I wanted to.
Her lips curl up as she sees what she’s doing to me. Her head comes all the way off my cock as a drop of pre-cum coats the top. Her tongue licks across the tip, grabbing the drop of liquid off before she swallows it down.
I ache. Everywhere. What is she doing to me?
She smirks as if to show she knows exactly what she’s doing. Suddenly her mouth comes down on my cock, until she has every bit of me in her mouth.
“Fuck,” I moan, not able to hold back.
I buck underneath her mouth. She meets my thrusts and begins moving her mouth up and down, stroking me at the same speed I’m moving.
I can’t breathe. I can’t speak. All I can do is feel every bit of her mouth, tongue, and throat moving over me like an expert that has done this exact thing thousands of times before. I don’t have to tell her what I want. She knows. She moves faster, harder when I want her to. She scrapes the tiniest bit of her teeth against my head and then swirls her tongue over the top before sucking me in again.
I growl, looking her dead in the eye, telling her I’m about to come, so stop sucking me if she doesn’t want to taste my cum. I can’t speak, so it’s the only way I can warn her.
She grins around my cock and takes me in further as I shoot my load down her throat. My cock pulses over and over in her mouth, until she’s milked every last drop from me.