Page 70 of My Secret to Protect

You’re Going to Be the End Of Me

Arlo

Imadealotof mistakes in my life. Fucked a lot of shit up, but standing here looking down at the woman of my dreams naked and waiting for me on my bed, I know I must have done something right. Fuck me, she’s sexy, and by some fucking miracle, she forgave my epic fuck up in just a couple of hours. I’m about to thank her in so many ways.

Leaning over her body, I kiss her mouth, hooking my arm under her back to move her up the bed as I crawl over her.

‘I want to spend days lost in you,’ I admit as I pepper kisses down the middle of her chest, running my tongue around her puckered nipple before sucking it between my lips until she moans and arches her body toward me.

‘God…’ she breathes, and I chuckle as I move to the other breast and do the same.

‘Nah, short stuff, he ain’t in the building.’ I pinch and twist one nipple with my fingers while I lick and suck the other one, and she trembles beneath me, so responsive. ‘You saymyname when I make you feel good, pix.’

‘Arlo.’ She moans, and I smile against her heated skin, lowering down her body, devouring her with hungry kisses, and pressing my lips to the tattoos, I find a pink bow on her ribs, a daisy chain trailing over her hip bone, a single feather at the top of her thigh. I want to know the story of each one. I can’t wait to plan more with her, but right now, I have important business to take care of.

I move until I’m settled between her thighs, my shoulders spreading them wide, her wet pussy right in front of my face, her scent filling my nostrils.

Leaning in, I touch the tip of my nose to just above her clit and inhale deeply. She sighs and turns her head to the side as her body bows toward me.

‘Fuck, Bree, you’re going to be the end of me.’

Using my fingers now, I spread her pussy and waste no more time, licking slowly upwards, then again, and again and I feel like an animal. Like I’m starving and feral for the taste of this woman. Her low, primal moans and high-pitched whimpers have my dick leaking against the linens, and I know I need to be inside her, and soon.

Sucking on her clit, I spread her thighs wider, pushing her legs up and open, then fuck her with my tongue, thrusting into her soaking wet core until she white-knuckles the sheets beneath her.

‘I,fuck, Arlo. I’m going to come.’

Pulling back, I watch as her eyes widen, and she glares murderously at me for stopping, but I just laugh.

‘I’m not done, pix.’ I push a finger into her, and she gasps and rolls her hips to accept me, so I add another, and she lets her head drop back. ‘You feel so fuckin’ good squeezing my fingers, Bree,’ I admit, driven on by lust and unable to ignore my base need for her. She moans and trembles as my fingers work her, thrusting and rubbing harder inside as she arches her back, pushing down onto them, desperate for more, and as I find her G spot, I lick and suck her clit, finding the rhythm that has her strong thighs tightening around my head, so I don’t fucking stop.

‘Arlo,’ she calls out loudly, and I know she’s there, so I go hard, fingering her a little harder, licking a little faster, reaching up my free hand to tease her tits. ‘I’m coming, I’m,fuck, I’m,ohhh fuck.’

She grips her fingers into my hair and pulls, her legs stiffen, and she tightens around my fingers, moaning loudly as she erupts, clenching and trembling and making the filthiest, most delicious fucking sounds I’ve ever heard until her arched body drops to the mattress, and I raise my head to gaze up at her. I can’t help my smile as she throws her arm over her eyes and releases what sounds like a sob.

‘Oh, my word, Arlo Harper,’ she drawls lazily. ‘You’regoing to be the end ofme.’

‘You done for the day, pix?’ I ask, the smile lacing my words, and she lifts her head, one eyebrow raised as she glares at me.

‘Hell, fucking no.’

With a low laugh, I climb back up her body, loving how she grabs me and pulls me to her, kissing the hell out of me and not shying away from the mess she made of my face.

My hand reaches down to pull back her thigh as we kiss, her body arching off the mattress to meet mine, her tits pressed against my chest, and, without thinking, I push the tip of my dick into her then we pull apart a little, meeting each other’s eyes in question.

‘I’m on birth control,’ she says quickly. ‘And I’m clear. I’ve never gone without a condom.’

Fuck. Yes. She wants this, just like this.

‘I haven’t either, and I get tested. I’m good.’ I push just a little more, making her gasp. ‘And I had a vasectomy years ago.’

Her lips part in surprise. ‘You did?’ I nod, yes, and she smiles widely. ‘So, I can stop taking the pill?’

Chucking, I lower to kiss her again and push into her a little more. She moans, and I feel her body relax to accept me.

‘Yeah, pix.’ I bottom out and her mouth falls open as I drop my forehead to hers. Fuck, she feels so fucking good. ‘Christ,’ I groan as I gather my thoughts and pull out a little before rolling back in. ‘Yeah, you can,’ I finish before covering her mouth with mine and kissing the air from her lungs as I drive into her, deep and punishingly slow.

‘Arlo.’ My name has me opening my eyes to meet hers as her hand moves from my bicep to my jaw, and I lean into her touch. She pulls her legs back, both of us moaning as I go even deeper, and fuck, I’m not going to last long.

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