I was on my back now, dishes and silverware pushed aside and now so close to the edge that they’d fall to the ground with just a push from my arms. Perspiration started to coat my body, and I closed my eyes and just absorbed all the feelings Cannon brought out in me.
As I tried in vain to hold off on getting off and prolonging this experience, Cannon kept grunting against my soaked flesh, urging me with his actions to just let go. His fingers on my inner thighs were painful, but that discomfort felt incredible with my rising pleasure. All I wanted to do was grip his head and shove his face more deeply against my pussy.
Air left me in moans and gasps. I couldn’t stop thrashing my head back and forth, couldn’t stop pressing my pussy to his mouth.
“Cannon,” I whispered, begged. “Please, I need to come.” I’d never thought I’d ask Cannon for that, plead with him to bring me over the edge.
“Do you need it, baby?” he murmured against my soaked flesh. “Do you want me to make you come, Stella?”
He had to know I was so close as it was. Maybe he wanted me to really beg for it, more than what I had already been doing. And God, I was not above it. At this point, I would have done anything to feel that crest of pleasure wash over me.
“Cannon,” I whispered, rising up slightly to look at him down the length of my body.
“Tell me, baby.” His mouth was glossy from his saliva and my arousal.
“You know that’s what I want. God, I want that.” The words left me on a whoosh, and I locked gazes with him. The look he gave me had my entire body tightening. It was possessive … lust-filled.
As if he wanted to prolong my torture, I watched in rapt shock as he slid his hands closer to my pussy, placed his thumbs on my lips, and pulled the tender, sensitive flesh apart. And then he leaned in, all the while staring me in the eyes, and ran his tongue up my center.
“Oh God,” I gasped out at the sensations filling me.
He brought his tongue back to my clit and sucked the tiny bud into his mouth, sucking hard. Rhythmic motions had me grinding myself against him once more. He sucked on me, bringing the tiny bundle of nerves over his tongue and ever so gently running his teeth along it. I couldn’t hold myself up anymore. I fell back against the table, and the dishes finally falling to the ground, the sound of silverware clattering, of plates breaking, couldn’t even dim what we were doing.
The orgasm that moved through me was intense and heady. He never stopped sucking on me, but instead intensified the feeling by thrusting a thick finger into my pussy as I writhed.
“That’s it,” he grunted. “That’s so fucking it, Stella. Give it all to me.”
The orgasm seemed to claim me for an eternity. I was breathless, dizzy, and felt like lead weights filled my limbs.
When the tremors started to dissipate, I breathed out.
Cannon lifted me so I was standing, pulled me in close, and kissed me hard and possessively. I melted against him, needing more, so much more.
“I love you so much, Stella,” he whispered against my hair.
I rested my head on his chest. “I love you, too.” So much. I loved this boy so much my chest hurt just from thinking about it.
“It’s you and me. Always.”
And all I could do was nod, because that was the absolute truth.
I pulled back and looked up at his face. He cupped my cheek and just stared at my lips, this heavy-lidded expression covering his face. He leaned in slowly and kissed me, the flavor of me and him mixing together and moving over my taste buds.
The kiss grew more scorching as the seconds passed, and I knew where this was leading. I smelled myself on him, a heady, musky but sweet scent that seemed to make what we were doing even more erotic.
“I’m thinking taking you back to my room is sounding a hell of a lot better now that I’ve tasted you, Stella.”
A shiver raced up my spine and I grinned. “How about you show me instead of all the talk?” I challenged him on an aroused whisper.
The low growl was the last thing I heard before he did just that.
Epilogue
Cannon
“I’d like to introduce to you the class of 2019.”
Everyone in the audience stood and started shouting, clapping, whistles and shouts from family members filling the auditorium. My face was sore from grinning, but it wasn’t only because this was graduation day. It was because I had Stella right beside me, her love the only thing I needed in life.
I took her hand as everyone started to file out, to find their families. Her mom was talking with my parents, and when they saw us, our mothers started crying.