Page 22 of Unexpected Redemption

Our tongues tasting and teasing, we gradually close the fissure that kept him from claiming me before.

As often happens when people in love kiss without clothes on—or so I assume—we quickly end up needy and desperate for a deeper connection. He breaks the kiss, looks into my eyes, and rumbles, “Turn around, sugar. I need to slip my cock inside you and see if I can make you come for me like I used to.”

After giving him a sweet peck, I wink and quip, “I love when you’re bossy about my orgasms.”

“Well, then you’re gonna love tonight.”

Once I face the mirror, he reaches around my waist with both hands. He doesn’t speak as he slides his palms between my legs and spreads my thighs open.

With the mirror in front of me, I can see everything between my legs.

Everything.

Fortunately, I don’t have time to grow shy because Tomer’s right hand has journeyed to the part of my body I’ve never seen from this angle. He drags two of his thick fingers up and down, swirling and spreading my flesh aside, then working his way to my clit.

My shoulders sag, and my chin tips upward as delicious tingles span outward. “Mmm. That feels good, babe.”

“I’m gonna get you to the edge again, sugar. Then I’ll press my cock inside this pretty pussy.”

The sway of my hips matches the pulse of his fingers as he brings me closer to the peak. My eyes flutter shut when my keens spike.

“Look how beautiful you are, Lettie. Open those eyes for me.”

Complying like his good girl, I force them open. The erotic sight of him pleasuring me ratchets up my arousal.

“You’re so fucking sexy. Look how you grind on my lap, desperate to come.”

He runs his tongue along the side of my neck from the collar upward. After sucking tiny patches of skin between his lips, he bites my ear lobe, tugging me toward him.The pain heightens all sensations, hurtling me closer to climax.

Like earlier, I bend my elbow and fling my arm behind me to hold his head close to my neck. Tilting my head to the side, I give him more access to one of my favorite erogenous zones. I don’t know what it is about that spot under my ear, but I’m a huge fan of when he works me over there.

Next thing I know, I’m teetering at the edge. Because he knows my body better than I do, he stops and taps my hip. “Lift up, sugar. Take me inside you now.”

Setting one foot on the carpet, I lean forward and reach between my legs to find his cock.

He swats my hand away. “I got it, sugar. Let me take care of you.”

After lining himself with my entrance, he tugs me down gingerly with his free hand. Same as always, the initial tightness gives me a short bout of fear that he won’t fit. Then he pumps upward, driving past that resistance and sliding home.

A breathy moan frees itself from my throat, and a shudder of pleasure runs through me. “Damn, babe. You feel so amazing inside me.”

“No place else I want to be. Ever,” he grits out, teeth bared.

When I start to shift my weight to put a little bounce in my movements, he stops me with a stern tone. “No, no, no. Hold still.”

“Sorry.”

He brings his left hand to my cheek, turning my head to the side to align our mouths. “No apologies, sugar. My tone was rough because it’s killing me not to thrust up into you. You’re doing perfect.”

His words make me melt for a second before he joins our lips. Each stroke of his tongue on mine adds to the intense lust I have for him.

When he breaks the kiss, I linger with my eyes closed for an extra second or two, never wanting our connection to end. As if keeping my eyes shut will make it last longer.

His gravelly voice makes my eyes spring open. “You’re just going to hold me inside you. Keep my cock warm and wet.”

Capturing his gaze in the mirror’s reflection, I ask, “You don’t want me to ride you?”

“No. Hold still and remember how good it feels to have me filling you. While you do that, I’ll tease and work your little clit until you spasm around my cock.”

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