Page 69 of Falling Stars

“What do you think this is? The Cirque du Soleil?”

I lift my brows. “Do they do this naked?”

“No,” she snorts.

“They’re missing out. Hurry before Leo wakes up.”

Those are the magic words. She lifts her leg over my shoulder, putting her sweet cunt on display. I nuzzle her pussy lips, and she shudders. “Baby, spread yourself open.”

“Wh-what?”

“Give me two fingers.”

She holds them out. I slide her fingers between her thighs and spread them so she can hold her pussy lips open for me. “Like this.” Then I take slow, soft licks along her delicate skin. Her legs tremble, and her other hand grips my hair, and I smile against her.

After a couple of minutes, I figure out what she likes—gentle flicks of my tongue followed by a few long licks with it flattened. At this angle, I can’t really finger her without my shoulder hurting, so I’ll have to save that for later.

Above me she squeaks and groans and writhes until she comes with a shout. I lick her up until she sobs, “I can’t take any more.”

I let her climb off me. My neck’s gonna ache after that, but I don’t care. The pain was one hundred percent worth it.

24

BAYLEE

Panting,I stare down at Maverick. His lips glisten as he smirks. “That feel good, peach?”

I can only nod because I’m too taken with the sight before me—Mav in all his naked glory. He’s literally the perfect male specimen. His messy hair dangles over his mischievous eyes as he licks his lips. His face is scruffy, just the way I like it. His broad shoulders meet his hard chest. That leads down to chiseled abs that are bisected by his giant dick.

Questions about what happens tomorrow swirl in my mind, but I shove them away. I’ve waited too long to be with Maverick. I’m not going to let myself get in my way. I’ll worry about the future when the sun rises, and not a second before.

I run my hands over his chest that’s lightly dusted with hair. “You made me come really hard.”

“I noticed. You got that shaky leg movement going. Thought I was going to get another concussion.”

I choke on a laugh as I lightly smack him. “Then don’t go sticking your tongue where it doesn’t belong.”

He grips the back of my head and pulls me down for a kiss. “I haven’t even begun to put my tongue in all the right spots onyour body.” My clit pulses happily. When I squeeze my legs together, he laughs. “See, you know it’s true.”

“Maybe, but first I think you need that rehab blow job.”

His eyes roll back as he mutters, “Fuck, yes.”

Laughing, I slide down his ridiculous body. He’s so fit, it makes me feel self-conscious, but he looks at me like I’m the most beautiful woman he’s ever been with. I guess if he doesn’t mind the extra baby weight, then why should I?

I settle between his muscular legs and drag my finger over the wetness pooling on his dick. Then I suck my finger, and he makes a growly sound that rumbles in his chest. Leaning over, I take a long lick up his length until I reach the tip, which I swirl with my tongue.

I get him good and wet, lapping him up like my favorite ice cream cone. Then I grip him firmly and stroke as I suck. First, just the tip, but then I go deeper and deeper until his fingers tighten in my hair.

“Relax your throat, baby.” I know what he wants, so I try it. I try to go deep, but choke, and he instantly stops. “Sorry. That was too much.”

“Try it again.”

“Tell me if you want me to stop.”

With my mouth full, I nod. I stick out my tongue and he taps his cock against it before he brings my head down. When my ex did that, I hated it, but I’m loving how into this Maverick is. Especially now that I know how fast he’ll stop if I don’t like something.

I work his thick cock over, going deeper and deeper. Until he hits the back of my throat.

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