Page 65 of Where You Left Me

Her giggle sends my heart thrumming. She teases me with a gentle kiss on my pec, right above my tattoo. I tug the hairband, freeing her hair so it falls and splays out across my chest. She’s so gorgeous like this. Vulnerable and like she’d do anything I asked.

Only, the thing I want to ask is selfish. I want to ask her to stay. But people like us don’t get a happily ever after. So instead, we take what we can get.

“What do you want to do today?” I ask, gazing into her green eyes and sweeping her hair away from her face.

“This,” she answers, as she draws lazy circles on my chest with her fingertip. She traces my tattoo without looking at me. “I want to lay in this bed, with you, read my book, eat breakfast here. Basically, I don’t want to leave this bed until it’s absolutely necessary.”

“Sounds perfect to me.” I lift my head and press a kiss to her forehead while her lashes flutter. “And I know exactly what I want for breakfast,” I say, a smile pulling at my lips.

Mia rests her chin on my chest and gazes at me. “Yeah? What’s that?”

It’s cute how naïve she can be sometimes. How she doesn’t always pick up on my hints. Even if they are subtle.

“You,” I growl.

Her eyes widen and her lips make anOshape. It makes her that much hotter. And now I can’t think of anything else than devouring her pussy like I’m a convict on death row and it’s my last meal.

She gives me a playful swat in the chest. “I’m serious, Jones. Aren’t you hungry?”

“I’m starving,” I grunt as I cinch my hands around her waist and haul her up my body. “Now get up here so I can eat.”

She gasps but I think she likes it. No, Iknowshe likes it. When I start in with the dirty talk and get bossy, she goes wild. And fuck. I love it when my girl goes wild.

As she suspends above me, her hair drapes down and her tits hover over my face. It’s as if I’ve died and woke up in pure heaven. This is the most spectacular view I’ve ever seen. Her nipples brush my face, teasing me as she tries to prop herself up on her knees.

“Nu-uh,” I tsk. “If I’m gonna eat that pussy, I need you higher so you can ride my face.”

“Are you sure?” she asks as she holds herself above me, still stuffing her tits in my face.

“The longer you make me wait, the more impatient I become.” I scoot down and reach for her thighs, shoving her up even further and she shrieks.

“I’m greedy, Peaches. Thrust those hips and fuck my tongue. I’m going to ravage that luscious cunt like it’s a buffet and I’m the only paying customer.”

“Fuck. Jones,” she mutters on an exhaled laugh.

“That works too, you can repeat that like an anthem for all I fucking care, as long as you do it while you get off.”

When her pussy is finally suspended above my mouth, I yank her the rest of the way down and lick her straight through her core.

“Jones,” she hisses, and her hips quiver.

“Grab the headboard for support, beauty, because believe me, you’re gonna need it the way I’m gonna have you bucking against my mouth.”

Mia’s quiet as she finally moves above me, her pussy passing over my tongue lightly at first. After a few swipes though, she picks up her momentum and dives harder. Faster. I twirl my tongue across her clit and she exhales a rasp of breath.

Reaching my hands to her lower back, I haul her against me to help with the rhythm. I press my fingers into her bare skin while I lick, suck, and devour her, just as I promised. She picks up momentum and bucks against my mouth while I brace her and hold her to me.

While her breathing gets ragged, she murmurs my name like a chant each time my tongue strokes her swollen clit. Her pussy pulses around my tongue and at last, she’s falling apart. At my touch, she comes undone and it feels like it’s a prize, just for me.

I release my hold on her and she rolls off me and drops next to me on the bed. I move to my side and prop myself up on anelbow so I can admire her like this. Satisfied. Spent. Blissfully happy. She looks at me for a second before flicking her attention away and she laughs. I chuckle, still staring at her while her tits rise and fall with her hurried breath.

And for the millionth time, I can’t help but be in awe of her and think, she’s so damn beautiful.

“Have to say, that’s a first for me,” she admits.

I lean in close and press a few kisses down her arm. “What was?” I mumble while I work my lips across to her breasts.

“That,” she announces. “I’ve ridden your dick plenty, but that…” her words trail as she looks at me, her eyes flaring.

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