Page 64 of Tattered Souls
“Garrick,” she moaned.
I grinned against her pussy and kept flicking at her clit.
Sucking it into my mouth and swirling my tongue over it.
And when I pushed a finger into her pussy followed by a second finger, it clamped down.
I watched as she writhed on the bed riding out her orgasm.
And then once it was over, I lifted my head, and then moved up her body, and slowly entered her.
Long and slow.
She moaned, and grasped my biceps with her little fingers, her nails digging in.
Her eyes were closed, and that was alright.
This time.
I pulled out and pushed in again, circling my hips, hitting that spot inside of her.
And then it happened, her pussy clamped down around my cock and she came.
I came not even seconds after that, and then she smiled softly as she blinked her eyes open and whispered, “Best dream ever.”
I chuckled as I slowly pulled out of her and then pressed a kiss on her forehead.
After I used the bathroom and cleaned her up, I walked back to the bed.
I chuckled as she started snoring softly.
I fucked my woman into a coma.
Yeah, that was my thought, and that was that.
I just climbed back into bed, curled my body around hers, to which she snuggled into me, and I whispered, “I love you, Tatum.”
She didn’t hear me, but that was okay.
I’d tell her again in the morning.
***
It was a few days later, and Tatum had seen something on Pinterest that she wanted to make for her boss. It was her birthday later in the week.
Yeah, I had tried to give her my card, but she wouldn’t hear of it.
My brothers had just shown up to my place for football Sunday.
When Tatum tagged her bag and walked over to me, I asked, “You going to Michaels?”
“Michael? What the hell?” Alec asked.
Carter lifted a brow.
Ethan looked at me. “Brother, something you want to tell us?”
“You remember that?” she asked.
