Page 48 of The Thorne at My Side
She's sitting on my thighs and stroking me in a distracted way, almost like she isn't aware she's doing it. I lean forward and kiss her deeply as I wrap my fingers around the back of her neck and thread them into her hair. The kissawakens her and she begins to wage war against my tongue.
We're each trying to keep up with the other while also battling to be in control. I decide to settle back and let her run the show for a minute but I keep my hands on her. They run up her thighs, around her waist, to her breasts and shoulders and along every sweet inch of skin I can reach. She lets out these delicious little moans and sighs as I caress her and her grip on me falters when I slide my fingers along her folds again.
I press against her clit and immediately she tightens her grip on me. I circle and she strokes then her body goes stiff. She jerks and I feel more fluid slide along my fingers.
"Did you just come?" I ask her as I nibble along her neck.
"Yes, I couldn't help it," she says, like she's disappointed.
I pull back and connect with her shockingly blue eyes. "Let’s get one thing straight, MC, don't hold back with me. Got it?” She nods. “Now, let's have some fun and get you another one."
She grins before she can stop herself. Her crystal eyes sparkle as she pulls the smile back in between her teeth.
I'm not prepared for the shock her smile gives my heart. It hurt in a good way. I want to see it again so I use my thumb to free it.
When her smile flashes I use the surge of energy it gives me to flip her onto her back before planting myself between her legs.
"Austin," she whimpers as I rub my self through her folds. Instead of dipping in I pull back. "Where are you going?"
"I'm having breakfast," I respond and I kiss my way down her stomach as it bottoms out and start with one agonizingly slow lick up her pussy.
"Oh fuck," Maggie hisses and she throws her head back. As I continue to lick, her legs start to tighten aroundme so I push them up towards her chest.
"Hold those," I instruct and her eyes widen.
"Austin, we don't have time for all this."
"You have something more important to do this morning than get the best head of your life?" I ask with my arms propped on the top of her shins. My dick is seeking out her heat and he twitches between us. When she doesn’t respond I continue, "I didn't think so but I can get your phone so you can cancel your meetings."
I stand and make my way to where I see her phone on her bedside table. Maggie jumps up and puts her beautiful naked body between me and the nightstand.
"No, that's fine, it's no problem, I don't have a meeting early this morning."
"What's in the drawer?" I ask as I see her hands slowly push it closed behind her ass.
"Nothing."
"You and I both know that's not true, but I'm going to let it slide because arguing with you is not what I want to be doing while you are standing in front of me naked."
She raises an eyebrow and tries to push me down on the bed but I catch her wrists and walk her backwards to the chair. When her legs hit the edge of the seat I gently push her down and then I hook her knees back up to her chest.
"Hold still," I instruct as I get down on my knees in front of this force of a woman.
"I like bringing you to your knees," she says in a breathy voice as I begin to eat her out again.
She has no idea.
I nip at her sensitive flesh, teasing her and I find it difficult to breathe through the head rush that her groan unleashes.
"Austinnnnnnn," she whines my name and I respond byslipping two fingers inside her. She gasps and whips her head to look at me. When our eyes connect, I pump and her head falls back.
"Oh fuck, yes," she whispers as my fingers plunge in and out of her heated core. When I slide in a third a breathy "yes" falls from her lips. Her first orgasm was so quiet, so delicate, like she wasn't sure it was happening. This one, the one I feel closing in on my hand, is all consuming.
I can’t believe this is only the third time we’ve been together. It feels like Maggie Collins has been a part of my life much longer. Like we have a connection that is stronger than incredible sex.
I reach up to pinch one of her hard nipples and then it hits. Her orgasm rushes through her. She whines, almost pouts, as her inner walls crash down on my fingers and I lap gently around her swollen bundle of nerves at her peak. I slowly kiss up her thighs and plant one on her stomach.
"Oh god, I've-" her breaths are shallow as she regroups, "I hate how good that was."
