Page 84 of The Spring in My Heart

“A man of numerous talents.”

“Did I tell you I make magic too?”

“I believe you, but you should show me.”

I slide my fingers down her lower back, over her ass, until I find the wet trail and circle the entrance.

“Ollie…”

I lift my head up and capture her bottom lip between my teeth, sucking on it as I slip two fingers inside her. Her walls flex around my digits.

“You should let me…”

I silence her with my lips. “Shhhh.”

“Wait.” She stops grinding on my hand, and I pause. “Do you not like talking during…”

She’s frowning now.

I shake my head. “I want to do a different type of talking.”

I resume my stroking of her insides.

“I want your body to talk to me, to tell me how it feels when I do this.” I crook my finger inside her, and she arches, offering me her bare tits.

“I want your body to let me know what it likes.” I suck a nipple into my mouth, and she trembles against my hand.

I suck her harder, and her legs fly open. She begins to circle her hips around my fingers, and I get so hard it hurts.

“You hear that?”

Her, “No,” segues into a moan.

“Your body is telling me it’s ready for my cock.”

“Yes.”

“Show me with your body, Luciana. Don’t tell me with your voice.”

She bends, pressing her tits on my face and rocking her hips faster and more purposefully. She’s trying to extract the orgasm, not let it come to her. I pull my finger out of her and impale her on my dick, extracting a guttural sound that threatens to make me come. I hold, suck, and lick her nipple, and let her fuck herself on me until the quickening begins, and she comes undone.

I close my eyes and let myself get swept in the pleasure with her hair all over us like a soft curtain.

We lie in silence, and I listen to her body once again. The breath that goes from ragged to even. The pounding heart settles into a murmur and then regulates. The skin that goes from boiling to warm and comforting. All of it tells me she’s sated, like me. This was better than I could have ever hoped.

She snuggles against me, her face on my neck, and I stroke her. She’s completely relaxed, half on top of my body. I’m relaxed too. I like being tangled up with her on her floor. I need to get up soon, but instead, I kiss her forehead.

“I know you have to go,” she murmurs.

“You had your way with me, and now you’re kicking me out?”

Her fingers trail up my ribcage. “No, but you have to pick up A.”

I smile, loving that she’s thinking about my baby girl. I tilt my head up and kiss her. She clings to me, digging her nails into my back, making my dick stir again.

I press her on her back, and I’m right back to our happy spot.

She opens her legs wider, pushing from her heels to meet my thrusts.

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