Page 43 of Twice in a Lifetime

The breath I released came out stuttered and choppy. “It didn’t really work with the dress.” There weren’t many times I appreciated my smaller chest. Most of my life I’d wished the B cup I’d been given was a C. However, the fact that I could go braless more often than women who were more endowed was a silver-lining.

He let out a gruff hum of approval as his gaze returned to my breasts. “Fuck me, I never forgot how beautiful your tits were.” As if to show how much he appreciated them, he cupped the one on the right and lowered his head, sucking the stiff peak between his lips and pulling so hard he wrenched a gasp from deep in my chest.

My head fell back at the delicious sting, my hands flying up so my fingers could tangle in his hair and hold him tightly while his sinful mouth continued to work. A sharp hiss slithered through my teeth when he bit down on the tip, but before it could really hurt, he laved at the sting with his tongue, soothing it before moving to the next and giving it the same treatment.

My core throbbed and pulsed, my walls fluttering around nothing, desperate to be filled as my hips began to rock forward, rubbing up against the erection pressed into my lower belly.

“Rhodes.” My voice came out high-pitched and needy. “Please.”

He released my nipple with a pop. “Please what, Angel?”

“I need more,” I panted, my desperation so acute it bordered on insanity. I yanked at the material of his shirt like it had personally offended me, hating the layers of clothes he still worewhile I stood in front of him, practically naked. “I want to see you.”

An arrogant smirk pulled at his full lips as he reached behind his head and grabbed the collar of his shirt, yanking it off in a single motion. My pulse thrummed like the flutter of hummingbird wings at the sight of that tattoo, but my attention was quickly diverted when his fingers worked the button of his jeans free and slid the zipper down. He made quick work of kicking off his boots and toeing his socks off before shoving his jeans down and stepping out of them. The prominent bulge behind the tight black fabric of his boxer briefs made my mouth water. I wanted to drop to my knees and slide his cock into my mouth to see if he still tasted like I remembered.

But that would have to wait for another time. Right then I needed him inside me more than I needed my next breath.

I looked back up at him and quirked a brow. “All of you,” I said, the command dripping from those words.

“Tit for tat, Angel. You wanna see all of me, you have to return the favor.”

I didn’t hesitate. I simply took a step back, slipped my fingers into the fabric at my hips, and pushed my thong down until I was completely bare to him.

“Fuckin’ hell,” he grunted, the amber of his eyes nearly swallowed up by his black pupils. “Still the prettiest pussy in the world.

I raised my chin, my chest swelling proudly. “Your turn,” I challenged.

In less than a second, he shoved his underwear down and kicked them free, leaving him buck naked in the blink of an eye. His cock stood proudly between us, long and hard and thick, a pearly bead of pre-cum glistening from the very tip. I couldn’t help but lick my lips at the sight of it.

“Baby, you keep looking at my dick like that and this is gonna be over before we really get a chance to start.”

I forced my eyes back up to his and said the first thing that popped into my head. “I need all of you.”

He reached down and took my wrist, guiding my hand up to settle on his pec, right over the pair of angel wings he had permanently etched into his skin. He pressed my palm against his heated skin right above his heart. “You have all of me, Blythe. Forever.”

“And you have me,” I whispered through the tightness in my throat. “Now I need you to fuck me like you’ve spent the last twenty years missing me.”

At my command, he hooked his hands under the backs of my knees and hefted me up, forcing my legs to circle his waist as he put one knee, then the other, into the mattress and moved us to the center of the bed.

He laid me down, my head resting on the mound of pillows, and hovered over me. “Tell me you’re safe, Angel, so I can take you bare. You have my word that I’m clean.”

After Ainsley, I was done having kids, so I had my doctor put in an IUD. “I’m safe,” I told him. And I had a checkup a couple months ago. I’m clean.” I lifted a palm and caressed his cheek. “You can take me bare, Rhodes. I don’t want anything between us.”

He rested his forehead against mine for a moment as he closed his eyes and breathed deeply before shifting his hips so the tip of his cock bumped against my entrance. “Watch me,” he ordered as he slid the first inch inside me. “Watch me take you, Angel.”

The breath stuck in my chest as I trailed my eyes down between our bodies and watched as he slid into me until he was fully seated, taking me completely for the first time in twenty years.

“Oh my God,” I cried out, fighting against my body’s reaction to drop my head back as he filled and stretched me. It wasn’t just his cock filling me. It was him. Filling those places inside me that had felt hollow and cold for so long.

“Jesus,” Rhodes grunted, pulling out, his length glistening with my arousal before sinking back inside me. “You feel so fucking perfect. Like your body was made to fit perfectly with mine.”

“I’m so full.” My words were followed by a whimper as he pulled out and glided back in. I lost sight of his cock when he slammed his lips down on mine, forcing my lips apart so he could thrust his tongue into my mouth in time with his hips as he picked up the pace, driving into me harder and faster. “Yes,” I hissed as his long cock stroked against that spot deep inside that made every muscle in my body clench.

“That’s it, baby,” he coaxed, his gaze locked with mine as he lowered down onto his forearms, giving me more of his weight. “Jesus, you feel so perfect. How hot and wet your pussy is. How tight you’re squeezing me. You’re taking me so good, baby. Such a good girl.”

He hit that spot again and again as he moved his mouth down my neck, trailing kisses in his wake. The tension in my body snapped when I felt the drag of his teeth against my collarbone followed by a sharp sting when he bit down. That brief stab of pain, coupled with the delicious pressure building in my core, set me off.

My mouth dropped open on a wordless scream as every nerve ending in my body sparked to life. I felt everything so acutely, the drag of his chest against my nipples, the whisper of his breath on my skin, the pulse of his cock against the throbbing walls of my pussy. Everything pulled in, gathering in my center and building higher and higher until it could no longer be contained and burst outward, exploding like an unstable star.

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