Shuffling back so I can lower myself between her thighs, I’m greeted by an up close and personal look at her pretty pink pussy that’s glistening with arousal and just begging for my attention.
“You’re so wet, baby. Is it for me?” I slide a finger through her slit.
“It’s all for you,” she manages to pant as I lean down and kiss her inner thighs before placing a kiss on her clit. As she moans and begs for more, I start finger fucking her in earnest as I circle her clit with my tongue, and fuck, she tastes like perfection. She better be ready because I’m going to need this pussy for breakfast, lunch and dinner every day from here on out.
“What a good girl for me,” I rumble as she tightens around my fingers, her body coiling with the build-up to her climax.
“Come for me, Cora, come all over my tongue and my fingers and then I’ll give you my cock,” I growl, increasing my pace, driving her toward that edge. I lick and nibble at her clit before sliding two fingers into her, fucking her harder and faster as her back arches and her moans get louder.
Her orgasm washes over her in waves, her body clamping tightly around my fingers, her voice calling out my name into the night. As she comes back down, I sit back and undo my zip and button, desperate to feel her tightness grip my cock.
“Owen, please, I need you,” she begs, pulling me close again so I’m nestled between her thighs again.
“You gonna be my good girl and take my cock bare, baby? Or do I need to grab a condom?” I tease us both by sliding my cock over her pussy, gathering her wetness and pressing my crown at her entrance. If she makes me move, I will, but fuck, I hope she doesn’t.
“Fuck, I’m good if you are…just stop teasing me.”
With a groan of pure need, I push inside her, feeling the incredible warmth and tightness of her envelop me completely. “You feel incredible,” I admit as I begin to move, each thrust deepening our connection, each moan from her lips spurring me on.
“Fuck, baby, you’re so tight. I’m sorry, I’m not going to last long… but trust me, we’re not done tonight,” I promise as I feel my climax building faster than I’d like.
Her body responds to me, meeting each of my thrusts with her own, driving me even closer to the edge. I groan and come inside of her pussy, but I don’t pull out. I just lean down and kiss her some more while I continue to circle her clit until I feel my cock twitch, ready to go again.
“See what you do to me, baby girl? Making me spill my load before I’ve even started with you.”
“You’re still…oh fuck.” She tries to talk through her moans, but I’m a firm believer in if she can talk, then I’m not doing it right. So I double down and fuck her harder and faster and it’s not long before I feel her pussy clamp down on me, which tips me over the edge. I flood her pussy for the second time tonight. Being careful not to crush her but not wanting to part ways just yet, I roll us over and settle her on my chest. Kissing her forehead, I rub circles on her back, admitting, “You’re my one and only, Cora.”
She tenses for a brief second before she looks up at me in shock. “You mean, you’ve never…” she trails off, and at my nod, she blushes before tilting her chin up to claim my mouth as hers.
My whole soul is hers.
“It never felt right doing it with someone else when all I’ve wanted is you.”
As she kisses my chest, I hug her tighter and then we return to the bedroom for some sleep.
Pretty solid first date, if you ask me.
Chapter 19
Coming for breakfast the next morning wearing his hoodie over my sleep shorts, I’m greeted not only by the delicious smell of bacon but by the droolworthy sight of Owen, dressed in grey sweatpants. They rest low enough on his hips to make it clear he’s forgone boxers and the sight of his rippling back muscles as he flips the bacon has me wondering if I could just have him for breakfast.
Just as I’m about to act on my impulse, Owen looks over his shoulder with a smirk. “You’re more than welcome to stare at me all day, but I’m going to have to insist on feeding you before anything else happens.”
Caught ogling, I blush and prepare our coffees before taking a seat at the kitchen island. “I hope whatever you’ve cooked up was worth leaving me all alone in bed.”
“It was a tough call, but a smart man once told me that a man should take care of his woman’s every needs. So, I’m gonna feed you and then I’m going to fuck you until you see stars. Then I’ll feed you again.” With that panty-melting statement, he sets down a plate of pancakes and bacon in front of me before taking a seat beside me with his plate.
“Hmm, I might just have to hold you to that,” I sass and then dig into my perfectly crisped bacon, moaning at how good it tastes.
“Fuck, baby, if you keep making noises like that, I’ll end up bending you over this counter and spanking your ass raw for making me deviate from my plan,” he growls, shifting in his seat. As fun as messing with him is, his after-breakfast plans have me hurrying to finish my food in record time.
Once I finish, I turn to face him, finding that he’s already smirking at me with a heated look. “Come here, baby girl,” he rasps. I slide off the bar stool and move between his spread thighs, my gaze drawn irresistibly to the prominent bulge in his sweats. Before I can speak, he lifts my chin and captures my lips in a desperate, hungry kiss. I cling to him, one hand in his hair and the other on his jaw. He grabs my ass and drags me so close to him I am practically in his lap.
“You drive me so crazy, baby girl. All I can think about is when I can kiss you, touch you, fuck you,” he rasps, nipping my collarbone and winding my arousal up to new heights.
“I’m yours, Owen, as long as you’re mine,” I vow as I gently tug his head back so I can lock eyes with him.
“This is a forever kind of thing for me, Cora. One day, I’ll change your last name and give you my babies, to be raised in a home full of love, protected by the full force of the Four Points, while I worship you like you deserve. Every. Single. Day.” His words brand across my soul, soothing an ache and reassuring a doubt I wasn’t even aware I had.