Page 131 of Tenderfoot

I went in with mouth and tongue and hands.

He did the same.

This was no longer leisurely, exploratory.

This was I want it all and I want it NOW.

Therefore, I took all I could get as fast as I could get it, and Javi did the same.

He was again on his back, I was trailing my mouth down the ridges of his belly, I got to the waistband of his trousers, when he pulled me up and rolled me to my back.

“I wasn’t done with my descent,” I informed him.

“Baby,” he said, shifting his hips to the side so he could whip off my panties.

That move was so sure, so swift, I quivered.

He tossed them away and rolled back on top of me. “You take my dick in your mouth right now, this is gonna be all over.”

Oo.

Nice.

I smiled a preening smile.

With a look of determination that set my lady parts to clenching, Javi kissed it off my face and dove a claiming hand between my legs.

Oo.

Brilliant!

He slid one long finger inside and I gasped as he growled against my lips, “Tight. So wet. Fuck.”

He slid that finger out and returned with two, and I instinctively started riding them.

“Christ,” he bit out, finger-fucking me, and I was no longer instinctively riding them, I was shamelessly doing it.

He tweaked my clit with his thumb.

I bucked against him and sank my nails in his back.

“Fuck,” he repeated, gently gliding his fingers out and then he was working at his fly.

Yes!

Finally!

He got it open. I felt him tug his trousers over his behind, and he reached toward the nightstand.

Um.

No.

I caught his wrist.

He looked down at me.

“I’m on the Pill,” I whispered.

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