Page 62 of Wild Love

"So much." Her hands were everywhere. Tugging on my jeans, then giving up, and sliding her hands around the back to cup my ass.

I toed off my shoes while she unbuttoned my shirt. She growled when she encountered an undershirt. "How many layers are you wearing?"

"Too many," I said as I pulled her sweater over her head.

When my shirt was finally off, she kissed my chest, her hair tickling my skin, and my fingers faltered on her leggings. She took over shoving them down and off, then unzipped my jeans. She was moving swiftly, whereas I was stuck on the site of her naked breasts as she lowered to her knees.

She cupped my dick, and I groaned. "Quite a way to be greeted at the door."

She grinned up at me as if she was pleased by my reaction. "I aim to please."

I loved this side of Scarlett. She was wild and carefree, just like me. She wasn't worried about what anyone would think. I knew it was too good to be true. But for now, this was ours. Our secret was safe.

She licked the tip like an ice cream cone, then sucked me into her mouth. My heart was pounding, and the air had left my lungs.

I let my hand rest lightly in her hair, but my hips pumped into her mouth. I wanted to feel the back of her throat.

She hummed around my dick, and I wanted to shoot right then and there. I thought about anything but the feel of her mouth and hands. She worked me over good. The harder she gripped and sucked, the harder it was to hold back.

"I'm going to—" I broke off as the wave broke through me, faster than I anticipated.

She hummed but sucked harder.

"Fuck." I let my head fall back as I let go, streams of cum shooting into her mouth. I looked down as she swallowed, then licked her lips. "You're gorgeous on your knees for me."

She stood, naked before me. Her cheeks were flushed and her hair mussed from my hands.

I lifted her, her legs wrapping around my waist as I carried her to her bedroom. The last one at the end of the hall. I dumped her unceremoniously on the king-size bed. I was familiar with the layout of this condo, similar to my own.

I moved over her, kissing her, tasting my essence on her tongue. Then I moved down her body, her legs naturally widening for my shoulders.

Her hands curled into my hair.

"You're wet for me." It wasn't a question. It was a fact. This woman got off on sucking me off.

"So wet," she purred.

"You need me to take care of you?" I asked as I blew air across her pussy.

"Please, Eli. I need you." Her voice was sugary sweet like candy. I couldn't resist her.

"Fuck, yes." I dove in, licking her from entrance to clit, then circled that bud of nerves. I added one finger, then two, driving her as wild as she'd done to me.

"I love your mouth on me."

"Back at you," I said as I concentrated on making her feel good. No one would make her feel as good as me.

"You make me want things," Scarlett said as she arched into my mouth.

I wasn't sure if she was talking about sex or something bigger. I wanted to find out, but I was fully focused on her, giving her the pleasure she desired.

This woman was extraordinary, and I was determined to show her how much she deserved. So much more than she allowed herself.

When she arched off the bed, I held her down and sucked her clit hard. When the trembling eased, Scarlett threw an arm over her forehead, her voice breathless. "You're good at that."

I wiped my mouth as I climbed up the bed and dropped next to her, my arm draped over her hips. "I wanted it to feel good."

She smiled softly. "You succeeded."

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