Page 103 of Almost Love

When Clementine’s movements became erratic and a little unsteady, he knew she was close. With his tongue, he traced around the entrance of her vagina while he pushed two fingers into her. Twisting them, he pumped them fast while pressing his thumb against her clit. A piercing cry fell from her lips as her body quivered. With his fingers deep inside her, she came hard, moaning loudly as her walls clamped around him, soaking and filling his mouth instantly.

“Oh fuck, fuck,” she mumbled, pussy fluttering around his fingers.

The whole time, he lay there, watching her tremble and gasp for air. It took her a minute, but she relaxed and he slipped out in time for her to tip over and collapse on the bed beside him.Smiling, he licked his fingers clean and then turned to look at Clementine. She was flat on her back, eyes closed as a small smile played on her lips. Almost like she could feel him watching her, her eyes popped open and she turned to him.

“Apologies for not suffocating you properly,” she told him, faking a pout.

“There’s always next time.”

“I’ll make sure to squeeze harder.”

He snorted and leaned in to kiss her, feeling her smile against his mouth. The feeling coursing through his veins almost came out in words, but admitting that he loved Clementine while they were in a post-sex state was probably not the right time.

CHAPTER 28

In previous relationships, Clementine had always been submissive, willing to do anything and everything they told her. With Oakley, she found herself doing things differently. It had everything to do with the fact that she felt safe with him, that he never pushed her into doing something she wasn’t ready for. Every step of the way, he’d deferred to her and what she wanted to do. She’d made the first move by kissing him and asking him to fuck her, then asking for a friends with benefits change to their relationship.

Clementine knew it was a give and take relationship, and if he wasn’t comfortable with something, he’d voice it. So far, he benefited from her research on blowjobs, because she saw the way his eyes glazed over earlier. She wasdefinitelyhappy with his research, because who knew that sitting on someone’s face could feel that good?

While she hadn’t really done much research until she’d made the deal with Oakley, her head was now full of ideas, secrets, wants and desires. She’d also never been this horny before. She’d gone years without sexual frustration of any kind, met tons of beautiful people, been attracted to them, but nothing beyond the all consuming crush.

Then Oakley walked into her bakery and charmed her pants off, quite literally.

Now she was lying naked in his bed after another explosive orgasm thanks to his tongue and fingers. Her core still throbbed and the slight scrapes from his scruff made her inner thighs a little sensitive. But it felt so fucking good.

Sitting up, she gathered her hair over one shoulder and looked back at Oakley. He had one arm tucked under his head, while the other continued to brush along her back. When their eyes met, his mouth stretched into a smile and her heart lurched. This man was slowly and steadily shattering the wall she built around herself. Clementine wondered how long she could keep pretending like she didn’t feel something so deep for him.

“I’d give anything to know what you’re thinking right now,” he said softly.

“I’m thinking that this feels too good to be true.”

“What do you mean?” His smile faded into a frown.

She turned away from his piercing gaze and dragged her fingers through her tangled hair—this is what happened if she didn’t comb it after a shower, but really who even cared right now.

“That you walked into my life at a time when I was maybe looking for you.” She felt the bed shift, followed by his warm breath against her skin. “Makes me wonder if any of this is real or if I’m going to wake up one morning and it’ll all be gone.”

She’d thought that about so many things in her life. Friendships had collapsed, crushes had turned sour and relationships didn’t feel stable; all of it made her question what was true anymore.

“I’ve had those doubts too, like you’re not really here with me. That this is some kind of trick the universe is playing. But baby, we’rehere. You and me, all of this is real.”

Sighing softly, she leaned sideways and his lips pressed to her temple. Clementine had to believe that what they had was different from what she’d had with everyone in the past—romantic and otherwise. Twisting her head slightly, she bumped her nose against his jaw and Oakley dropped his chin to press their foreheads together.

Despite how fast her heart was pounding, she smiled and said, “I’m ready, by the way.”

“Ready for what?”

“For that cock.”

He coughed and leaned back to look at her. “The fuck, Clem.”

“You asked.”

“The way things come out of your mouth should be illegal.”

“What would you rather I say?”

“Fuck if I know. But warn a guy before you drop a nugget like that.”

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