Page 104 of Every Move You Make

“Of course,” I whisper, and I quickly shift out from under her, then jerk the back of her knees closer to me. She takes in a surprised breath, but keeps quiet. I realize then the bed is also quiet, and I send a little prayer to the vacation house gods for this mercy.

I’m already spreading her open and licking her cum when Dell asks, “Have you—”

“Yes,” I grunt, cutting him off, and returning to the pussy of my dreams. Dell fed me her cum that first night after the club—after he ate her out. Her taste then was more than I could handle. But now her scent, her taste, is at full-strength as I drink straight from the source. I find myself grinding into the mattress, seeking more as I dip my tongue inside her and groan.

“Fuck, that sounds good,” Dell sighs. “I can hear how wet she is. Is he doing a good job for you?”

Her fingers take root in my hair as she whispers, “Yes.”

“Take your time, baby,” he tells me. Or maybe that’s for her. I don’t know anymore. What I do know is I’m savoring this meal and listening to her muffled moans and the distinct sound of Dell jerking himself in my ear. “Ughh,that’s right. Take all the time you need. You two make meso hard,” he groans.

“Tell me what you’re thinking about,” she whispers.

“I’m thinking about my cock deep inside his ass. He’s riding me while you sit on my face. I’m thinking about both of us taking your pussy at the same time.”

She shutters in response, and I watch her play with hersmall, stiff peaks, then feel her flex around my fingers as I enter her again. This time I find what I assume is her G-spot and pad its rough texture while sucking and releasing. Sucking for longer and releasing again. Again and again I repeat until I’m only breathing out of my nose, and her lips are permanently fused to my mouth, my tongue flicking and fingers pumping. When her legs clamp around my head, I think about all the training she’s done over the years to be this strong. Every scrum and breakaway led her thighs here, spasming with my head happily locked between them, and grabbing the pillow to cover her face so she can groan through another orgasm.

After several long moments, she surfaces with delirious determination and adjusts her Airpod. “Make him fuck me, Dell.Please.”

“Do you want this to be your first time together? I’m asking both of you.”

Truth be told, I always envisioned my first time with Robyn with her in a white gown, or a white bridal lingerie set. It’s not that I thought we would wait until we were married, but with our marriage pact in place, well, it was a fantasy I replayed time and time again. But here she is, laying before me in a bed of white with the sounds of rainstorm and waves crashing in the distance—and our lover in our ear.

“Yes,” Robyn answers confidently.

“Yes,” I smile.

“Do you want me here for this part?” he asks with the smallest tonal change. Like he’s nervous. Like he really doesn’t know that I want him to see every part of my life. On the other hand, this is me and Robyn we’re talking about. Dell and I had our first time alone, maybe this is what we need too.

My beautifully flushed friend looks at me from under hooded eyes, her dark lashes fanning over her cheeks aslow lamp light blankets us. She searches for my answer, waiting for me.

“I’m torn,” I tell him. “I don’t want to turn you away but… I think I want this to be just us.”

“Of course,” he says.

“I love you, baby.”

“I love you too. Now, go make love to her like you’ve always wanted.”

Leaning over her, I rest my body against hers, and she gives me the biggest smile. “We’ll call you in the morning,” I say, getting lost in her hazel eyes.

“Goodnight,” she whispers, and I tap the ear bud to end the call, then place both on the nightstand.

“I’ve dreamed of this,” I whisper.

She lowers my boxer briefs, catching them with a toe and sliding them all the way off. “I know. Me too.”

The warmth of her swollen, wet center against my shaft has me getting lost, but then I remember… “Let me get a condom.”

She clutches my shoulders. “Wait. I have an IUD. My last test was clear six months ago, and I haven’t been with anyone except Dell. I’ve never gone bare.”

“You,” I swallow thickly. “You want me to go bare?”

“Please. Only if you want to.”

My hips settle against hers as I let the thought wash over me. “Yes.” I lean down and press my lips to hers, realizing this is our first kiss since I’ve been here.

Her hand slips between us and she lines me up, my wide tip pushing between her smooth, slippery entrance. “Please, Isaiah,” she begs softly against my mouth as her hips undulate for more.

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