Page 43 of Always Knew It Was You

And then with a dragged-out curse, his lips are suddenly on my pussy.

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

MICAH

As I get lost in the exhilarating scent of Carly’s musk, I come to a troubling realization.

There’s a huge difference between having sex and having sex with Carly.

The former is a fun activity that usually gets my mind off my stress and I sometimes remember it fondly for days after.

The second thing though is an all-consuming experience that takes over my senses while it’s happening and the effects linger for days after.

I feel it’s mark even now, as I eat her out, her taste sliding down my tongue like the finest liquors, the best ambrosia, the most addictive drug I’ve ever ingested. It makes all the voices in my mind shut down, awareness of my environment fades and everything that’s not her becomes irrelevant.

All I care about is her. Her thighs around my ears, forming ocean sounds. Her cries echoing around me, a decadent soundtrack and her sultry movement against my tongue driving me into a world of bliss.

As I bury my tongue deeper into her hole, I open my eyes half-mast and stare at her engorged clit. So fucking pretty and pink and pulsing for me.Greed pumps headily through me. I want to devour her, all of her, all at once. That need battles another even more powerful urge to take my time and make this last as long as possible, to give her the highest, sublime pleasure. To have her screaming and begging for more.

Because the faces she makes when she’s kept on the precipice... God, the sounds… I need to hear them. It’s becoming an addiction at this point. I love hearing it, love the way she cries for me, the way her entire body scrabbles for the pleasure.

Carly writhes in the silk dress on my couch like a siren, driving me crazy. Melting for me. Aching for me. Her eyes are dark with want for me.

“Please,” she confesses in that throaty voice of hers, her thighs squeezing around my head, her voice hoarse. “More.”

With difficulty, I detach my mouth from her pussy and rise above her, wrapping my hand lightly, experimentally around her neck. I watch her, study her response, and wait for her to swallow as I lean down to whisper into her ear, “Give me a safe word. Something you can remember.”

“What?”

I nip her shoulder, unable to stop myself from tasting her skin as I whisper, “A safe word, for when it gets too intense.”

She’s quiet for a single second. Then, “Banana.”

I pull back. “Can you remember ‘banana’?”

Her eyes blink a little the desire receding slightly and then returning full force as she understands the meaning of my words and why she would need a safe word. A shaky noisy exhale follows. She swallows tightly and nods.

“Say it.”

“Banana,” she repeats.

“Good girl.” I reward her by working her clit slowly. Her eyes roll back in her head, which falls over the edge of the couch. A strangled moan leaves her mouth and she gyrates her hips into my touch. “I’m going to ask you again. Just to make sure you really remember it.”

“Oh my God, Micah.”

“Mmm, I love it when you say my name like that. It makes me want to do filthy things to you.” I strum her clit one more time and then slide my finger down toward her soaked hole, pushing ever so slightly into the silky warmth.

Once I feel it, the urgency rages back to life, full force, so much so that I have to grit my teeth to hold back.

I want to fuck you so hard that you black out.I push into her slowly, ignoring her sobbing pleas for me to go faster.Want to get you so high that you can’t even think, much less speak. I want your fingers to score my shoulder and your scream to render me deaf. I want you to cry out for me until your voice is hoarse. I want to possess you, my Athena, make you mine.

All the while I tease her, my cock is throbbing harder than a motherfucker, precum staining my pants. My free hand grips the couch, shaking with the need to hold back.

Fuck, I’ve never been this hard in my life and I’ve only barely touched her.

What the hell is going on?

It’s not just the BDSM aspect driving me wild because I’ve explored this darker side with women before.

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