Page 16 of Spring Fling

He stills, his face buried in the valley between my breasts. His warm breath tickles the skin.

“Honestly, I wasn’t sure we’d make it through dinner. I never thought we’d be here. But then…”

“Then,” I ask, my chest aching.

“Then I saw you, and I knew…”

“You knew what?”

“I knew I’d be crazy not to jump in with both feet to see where this goes.”

My eyes open. Oh God. I should tell him. I have to tell him before we?—

But then his head lowers even more as his hands slide up my thigh. As his tongue slides against my clit, I can barely think.

My body responds to his demands, unable to do anything but become putty in his hands. The waves build, washing over me, flooding me with glorious bursts of ecstasy.

I fall over the edge.

Like a waterfall.

A waterfall of pleasure.

And I lose all ability to think about anything other than how badly I want to claim this man as thoroughly as he’s taken me.

SIX

WADE

I stir awake to find my cock hard as a rock.

And a smooth hand wrapped around it. Stroking up and down my length, making me grow even harder, if possible.

“Oh, baby,” I whisper under my breath sleepily. “That feels so good.”

A playful giggle tickles my ear as she gives me a playful tug. “If you think that feels good, wait and see what happens next.”

I open my eyes and watch as a brunette head ducks under the comforter. Her long hair is tussled after all of our activity last night. I had her three times last night before we fell asleep. We should be satisfied. We should be spent.

But if there’s anything I’ve learned in the short time since we met, it’s that the woman staring up at me with shining eyes will never cease to amaze me. What were the odds the first woman I met on a dating app would turn out to be the woman who stirred my soul in a way no one else has before?

She licks her lips. My blood heats in anticipation of what’s to come. Pushing the covers back, I prop myself up on the pillows so I can watch as a pair of full pink lips wrap around the pulsing head of my cock.

“Fuck,” I hiss as her warm, wet mouth envelops me.

The fist hugging my girth moves up and down my shaft, pumping me as she takes me deeper into her mouth. Her tongue traces a pulsing vein. Pleasure flows through me, and I collapse against the pillows as it consumes me.

I release another garbled sound. I’m not even sure what word I’m trying to get out. I’m past the point of words. I’m past the point of thought.

I’m all feeling. All desire, as the woman who has stirred my soul from the moment we met tempts and teases me past the point of no return.

“You feel… fucking… fuck me you feel incredible,” I manage to get out, sliding my fingers into the silky tresses flowing over her shoulders and onto my thoughts. “You’re incredible.”

She hums in response. The sound vibrates around my cock, adding another layer of sensation to the ecstasy she’s stirring inside me.

I mean it. She is incredible. Not only at giving head. Or at sex, though what we shared last night was so good, it should have been illegal.

No, there’s something about this woman—something I haven’t quite been able to put into words yet—that has had me gripped from the moment I walked into the bar last night and found her waiting for me.

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