Page 78 of In Your Dreams, Holden Rhodes

Her legs shook against my neck. I pulled my tongue out, slid two fingers into her this time, and found that spot.

“Holden.” Her back straightened and her hips pushed up against my arm. “Yes, Holden. Right there. Fuck.”

“I love doing this for you, Sadie.” I pulled her clit between my lips, dancing my tongue across it fast, swirling circles and dragging pressure and friction across the nerves. “Say my name again. Tell me who’s making you feel good.”

She let out a whimpery moan and her wet muscles flexed around me. She was so close.

“Come on my mouth, Sadie. Get my face all wet and show me what a good job I’m doing.”

I slid my other hand under her ass so I could grip it. I sucked hard on her clit, working her G-spot, and her torso twisted as her eyes clenched tight. Around my fingers, her muscles clamped down, fluttering and flexing as she shook under my mouth. Liquid flooded her pussy and I lapped it up while she gasped and moaned and pulled my hair tight.

She collapsed back onto the bed, staring wide-eyed at the ceiling and heaving air into her lungs. I pressed a lingering kiss to her thigh, not hiding the smug grin on my face. I straightened up and gestured at my erection, straining and aching for her.

“Don’t ever tell me I don’t like doing that.” I wiped my arm across my mouth. “That was the hottest thing I’ve ever experienced.”

She watched me with glazed eyes, still catching her breath. Her throat worked as she swallowed, and she nodded.

I lowered myself onto the bed beside her, wrapping my arm around her and pulling her into my chest. I pressed a kiss to her temple. “How’re you doing?”

“Good,” she breathed. She reached for my cock and palmed it over my boxers.

My mouth fell open. “Oh, shit.”

She stroked it hard and I bucked. “Wait.”

“No.” She pinched her bottom lip between her teeth. “My turn.”

Panic streaked through me, up my neck and then back down my spine. I didn’t know Sadie’s history with sex but thirty minutes ago, she had this fucked up idea that going down on her was a bad idea. I didn’t want her to think I only did it so I could get off. I wanted her to know it was for her.

She stroked hard and I jerked into her hand.

“I won’t last long,” I gritted, reaching for her wrists, but she slipped a hand into my boxers and wrapped her hand around the base of my cock. “Fuck.”

“Mhmm.” A knowing smile pulled at her mouth and her eyes flickered with power.

My cock grew even harder.

Fuck.

I liked that look in her eyes. A lot.

“Take these off, now.”

I nodded, powerless. “Okay.” I slipped my boxers off and my eyes rolled back as her hand worked me. I threaded my fingers into her hair, and the pressure around my spine squeezed as tight as her hand. My chest heaved for air. Her other hand came to my sac and she tugged. A high moan clawed up my throat and heat shot up my spine.

“Did you like going down on me?” she whispered, watching my face.

I nodded, pulling her closer to me. She rested her head on my arm and her hair spilled over my skin, tickling and taunting me. My other hand came to her breast and her breath caught as I pinched.

My thoughts were everywhere, and at the same time, hyper-focused on her, where she touched me, where she pressed against me, her mossy green eyes and how they watched me with fascination, studying my face before she glanced down to my cock.

“Holden Rhodes, you have a gorgeous cock.” Her soft words made me whimper. I think I might have nodded. Anything to keep her talking and touching me.

She stroked me hard once, twice, three times more and I fell off the edge, groaning her name and gasping for air as I spilled all over her hand.

“Fuck. Fuck, yes, Sadie. That’s so good.” I buried my face in her neck as I thrust into her hand. My head spun as I came harder than ever, pulling her so tight to me.

I blinked back to earth, dragging air into my lungs with my mouth against her neck, pinning her down with my body weight.

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