Page 40 of Along Came Summer

“I’m not so good with the compliments.” I divulge sheepishly and he nods, tucking his fingers under my chin and tilting my head up.

“Well, I suggest you get good with it fast because you’re about to get many more of them.” He asserts as he inches closer. Closing the gap between our lips and kisses me.

Finally.

Sometimes, good things fall apart so better things can come together. I’ve always been a firm believer in that. If someone isn’t meant to be a part of your life, the universe will find a way to remove them. Some people are put into your life to let you down, and others to build you up.

Right now, I’m in a state of emotional limbo. Stuck between two different states of emotion. My time with Mira was chaotic and hard to define, but it wasn't even close to a relationship. I still care for her deeply, but I'm not silly enough to exhaust myself over a thing that was almost nothing. What we shared was like a dream, a fantasy my mind concocted over the years I spent wanting her. One that didn't stack up when it became reality. All I felt for Mira was physical, just a very long fleeting attraction with nothing else forming its foundation. Our connection extended no further than that; something I hadn’t even realised until this very night, until this woman.

With Summer, though I'm definitely attracted to her—my raging erection is proof enough of that—the physical attraction isn’t as intense as it was with Mira. She’s stunning, naturally beautiful and sweet, but the physical attraction is not as strong as it was with Mira. With Mira, I was overwhelmed with lust; the desire to tear off her clothes was immense. But with Summer, it's beyond that; there’s this magnetic pull that’s drawing me to her. It’s a force that’s hard to put into words. I’m attracted to her energy, and that’s a first for me. What’s baffling me the most is feeling that pull when I’ve only known her for a couple of hours.

I’m intoxicated, not only by the gin I’ve consumed, but by her. Her gentle lips move against mine dexterously, stirring up a storm of lecherous thoughts in my mind. I can feel her tongue exploring my mouth, and I let out an audible moan of pleasure. Her taste is the perfect combination of chocolate and gin, a mix far too dangerous for me to be indulging in.

Summer’s hands move from my waist to push my t-shirt up. Our lips part just long enough to pull it off and carelessly discard it on the floor before our mouths fuse together again, kissing ardently. My wandering hands find the zipper to her red dress, and I pull it down, slowly unfastening it. As the dress loosens, the thin straps fall over her shoulders, and I waste no time in peeling the dress down over her chest, pushing it down her hips until it falls away from her body, leaving her in a matching set of white lace bra and panties and her silver open toe heels.

As my arms encircle her waist, I draw her against me, desperate to feel her warm flesh against mine while my mouth devours every inch of hers. I’m so engrossed in our kiss that I don't even realise she's spinning me around until I feel the counter at my back. Summer pulls away, breaking the kiss with a teasing suck of my lower lip and leaving me in a stupor. We’re both breathing heavily, our lungs working hard to replenish the oxygen our heated make-out session consumed. Biting down on her bottom lip, she works on unbuttoning my jeans, popping each button while we hold each other’s gaze, and the vivid blue of hers radiating such desire that it momentarily steals my focus.

Until I’m fully naked, and she’s kneeling in front of me, staring up at me with those big blue eyes, her cheeks flushing a pretty pink when her eyes lower to my cock, fully erect and impatiently throbbing for some attention.

Summer licks her lips, and I watch as the fingers of her right-hand curl deftly around my shaft, causing me to draw in a quick breath when a jolt of pleasure surges through me. Summer’s lips ghost over the crown of my cock, and she looks up at me.

“You know what I’m wondering?” She croons sensually. When I give her an inquisitive look, she slowly drags her hand down the length of my shaft. “How good you’ll sound when you're spilling your seed down my throat.” My eyes almost roll to the back of my head when she licks from the base to the tip, and I groan lowly.

What in the holyfuck.

My hands grip the edge of the counter tightly, using it as support to keep myself standing because just seeing her on her knees is enough to send a rush of intense desire throughout my entire body.

“Summer…”

“Mm,” She hums, swirling her tongue around the head and flicking the tip against the ridge before she wraps her lips around the head. I gently gather her hair in my hand and watch raptly as, inch by inch, my cock disappears into her mouth until I’m hitting the back of her throat.

“Fuuuck.” I moan audibly when she hollows her cheeks and sucks up to the tip, teasing the slit with her tongue while her hand pumps me steadily. I keep still, it’s fucking hard, but for the first minute, I let her find a rhythm and then slowly start thrusting into her mouth. “Oh, my god, yes, oh baby, look at you,” I growl, thrusting deeper into her mouth and brushing away a tear that rolls down the side of her face where she’s fighting off her gag reflex.

You wouldn’t think looking at her that she can suck cock this good, but fuck, the girl has my knees shaking uncontrollably. “Fuck, Summer, if only you knew… how goddamn incredible your mouth feels wrapped around my cock. Ah fuck, fuck yes... you’re going to make me cum.” I utter, panting as the pressure of my budding orgasm starts to coil deep in my groin. “Are you ready to drink me up, baby?” Summer nods as she hollows her cheeks and gives me one last hard suck from base to tip, taking me over.

I tilt my head back, pushing my hips forward and thrusting into her warm mouth once more. My entire body tenses as every nerve ignites, my cock pulses as I go over the edge, spilling ropes of cum that she eagerly swallows with a moan of her own. In those fleetingly blissful seconds, the waves of pleasure surging through my body and the way her tongue is lapping at my shaft are all I can focus on.

When the cum fog clears, I lean over, grip her upper arms and lift her into my arms. Summer's arms and long legs coil around me as she smiles prettily and says, “You taste better than I was expecting.”

“And you… fuck, you suck cock better than I was expecting. That’s a very gifted mouth you have there, Freckles.” I admit, curling my hand at her nape, I drag her mouth to mine and kiss her hot and dirty. “Though I shouldn’t have been surprised because, fuck, you kissgood.” I groan when she sucks, drags her tongue along my lip, and bites it gently, sending every drop of blood rushing to my cock again. “And now, I get the pleasure of diving between your gorgeous thighs and discovering how good you taste,” I murmur between kisses as I push aside the contents on the counter and set her on top of it.

“Well, by all means, don’t let me stop you,” Summer breathes sultrily, tilting her head back as my lips trail down the curve of her neck. My hands quickly locate and undo the clasp of her bra, freeing her perfectly full D-cup breasts from their lacy restraints. Smirking, I nip at her chin and cup her breasts with both hands, kneading them. Summer moans, biting her lip as she arches up into my hands. I revel in her responsiveness to my touch. “You should know that it’s been a while since I’ve uhm… and I’m probably not going to last very long before I… you know.”

Fucking hell, she’s something. I couldn’t resist grinning at her earnest admission. “Then it’s a good thing you’re able to achieve multiple orgasms because I plan on taking my sweet time drinking up every last drop of you, Freckles,” I counter, keeping my eyes on hers while dipping my head to suck on her nipple. “Just relax, I’ve got you.”

Summer sucks in a quick breath and moans, “Oh my…” I feel her relax as my lips move over to her other nipple, and my hands wander down her hips, my fingers skimming over her thighs. As I move away from her nipple, my eyes stray to the bowl of melted dark chocolate on the nearby counter. I flash her a smile as I grab the spoon and scoop out a serving of chocolate before slowly drizzling it over her torso. Summer's gaze follows mine, fixated on the chocolate as it cascades over her body. She watches intently, biting her bottom lip in anticipation as I lean in and lick the chocolate off her, the sweet and rich taste filling my mouth. I can also taste the faint tang of her skin, adding a hint of saltiness to the mix. An inebriating combination fused with her audible moans drives me to continue exploring with my tongue.

“Levi…” She purrs, arching up, her hand holding onto my shoulder, nails digging into my flesh as I lick and suck the chocolate that’s pooled in her belly button and descend lower, pressing my lips to her pubic bone. My hands graze Summer's skin, causing her to shiver and writhe with pleasure as I peel her panties down her shapely legs and discard them, leaving her beautifully bare for me.

Summer's porcelain skin is creamy and flushed, her chest rising and falling rhythmically as she takes quick, shallow breaths when I lower my gaze to take in her pretty, plump pussy glistening enticingly under the fluorescent lights. The hungry beast inside me is quaking and growling in anticipation of that first lick.

I lift her legs over my shoulders and pull her hips forward. “Your guilty pleasure is devouring cakes and desserts…” I rasp, lifting my eyes to look at her. “Mine is eating pussy,” I admit, dipping my head and pressing a soft kiss against her clit. I can already tell by the smell of her arousal alone that once I get a taste of her, I’m going to be hooked. The faint scent of sweet vanilla and chocolate lingers on her skin, mixing with the heady musk of her arousal. I inhale deeply, taking in the intoxicating scent and my mouth waters at the thought of tasting her, my lips already tingling in anticipation.

My dick pulses perilously as my tongue glides through her sodden folds and circles her enflamed clit eliciting a melodious moan of pleasure from Summer. Her blue eyes darken, and her mouth hangs open as I suck on her clit while she watches raptly.

“Ohhhh, God,” she whimpers, her head falls back, and she bites down on her lip. I feel her thighs quivering on my shoulders. Fuck me, she was right, she does taste incredible. My tongue flicks, circles and glides over her pussy, each motion stimulating a different sound of pleasure from her, one she’s certainly not shy about expressing, which I have to admit I fucking love.

I’m barely getting started before I feel her tensing and writhing under me. Summer’s fingers are threaded through my hair, and she’s rocking herself against my mouth. I’m so immersed in her that I don’t even notice that she let my hair out of the bun I’ve had it in until I feel her long fingers entwining through the loose strands.

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