Page 111 of Ruined Vows

My hands immediately move to her outer thighs, and my fingers squeeze out of instinct. Fuckin’ Jesus, it feels good to have my hands on this woman again. My cock instantly raises the staff. Hello, troops; it’s time to march.

But silly me, Kira’s not done yet. Before I know it, she crawls off me and lands in the backseat diagonal from me. Her damn car is so small her foot nearly smacks me in the face as she drops to her back and starts shoving her skirt and stockings down.

“You said you’d eat me out earlier. Still feeling that way, big boy?”

I chuckle under my breath at the big boy comment. Is that nickname for me or my cock? And how long has she being calling us that in her head? I’m generally a modest guy, but I know that I’m hung.

Kira takes me back to when I was in high school, except without all the weird head games girls liked to pull. I never have to wonder what she’s thinking, in part because of her terrible poker face and because she just naturally walks around saying whatever she feels or thinks out loud. At least with me.

I fuckingloveher.

“Hell, yeah, I’m still feeling that way,” I manage to make out through a suddenly thick throat.

“Good.”

“Good.” I grin down at her as she scoots her underwear down her long legs.

She smiles back up me, the red-cheeked, embarrassed smile. “Good.”

The back speakers are blasting some female country singer with a good voice, which is another high school throwback, as I turn on my stomach and scoot my face between her legs.

She’s breathing hard and looking down her belly at me, pulling her shirt up for a better view.

I take it real slow, just breathing out over her sex. Then I dip down and start pressing gentle kisses up her inner thigh and skimming my nose over her skin. I go back and forth, just waiting until she’s trembling.

I don’t give a fuck that we’ve just barely pulled off the I-287. My woman needs some intimacy, she’s gonna get some intimacy. Not a wham-bam, thank you, ma’am, either.

Either she’s dripping for me and begging, or there’s no reason to bother.

I skim just the tip of my tongue up near the apex of her legs and breathe on her sex again.

This time she really trembles, and I get that tell-tale little whine coming from her throat. That’s what I’m talking about.

Only then do I dare lay hands on her, carefully, at her waist. Hers immediately grasp at mine, and I prepare for her to pull me off her.

Instead, she intertwines our fingers and squeezes.

So I head a little further north, my cock rock hard against the front passenger seat I’m half straddling to get to her.

Her pussy smells so fucking good. God, I’ve fucking missed the smell of her. Almost as much as I’ve missed the press of her body against mine in bed. I’ve been all but going insane just being in the same room as her these last few weeks but not able to climb in beside her at night.

I told myself it was because I was afraid I would hurt her again. And I was. Am.

But I think if I’m looking at myself clear-eyed, I know the real reason was that I saw the clock ticking down. And I was afraidIwasgonna be the one hurt at the end of this. It was best to stop while there was a chance I’d walk away intact.

But it was already too late, even a month ago. I already loved her then, just like I love her now.

I check her face and her eager eyes, the words on my lips.I love you. I still think it’s best right now if I just show her. She nods shyly at me, giving me the go ahead.

I drop my face to her sex and give us what we’ve both been dying for.

I luxuriate in licking straight up her center. A long, slow, lingering lick, teasing out her essence. It feelssofucking good to bow at her center and inhale, bent and worshipping.

For so many dusty, lonely nights, I would’ve given heaven, earth, and every ounce of rations I had just to be face-deep in a cunt this sweet.

I take another lick, this time lingering to play and explore with my tongue, hands on her waist and sliding around to her voluptuous ass.

She makes a needy little whine, and her legs fall open even wider, hips angling her cunt at a better angle for access.

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