Page 30 of When You're Gone
Her pussy fluttered around him, locking his hand in place. She gripped the back of his head against her chest as he picked up the pace and fingered her to climax. Her release came fast and hard, every thought and worry escaping her as pleasure dominated her senses. She let out a final moan, draping herself over his body and giving him all her weight.
“That’s my girl,” he crooned as he licked between her breasts and gave each nipple one more kiss before pulling away completely.
She whimpered from the loss of contact as he shifted back on the bed. He lay almost flat on his back, leaving her ravaged and panting as she straddled him.
“I’m not done with you. Get up here,” he demanded. She didn’t hesitate as she crawled up his body, bending to kiss him before he broke away.
“Up,” he commanded, grasping her thighs to guide her up to straddle his face.
“Now down.”
She had barely gotten into position when he grasped her by the hips, pulled her full weight down, and speared her with his tongue.
She cried out on contact, not caring who heard her or how loud she was being as he used his mouth to draw out her pleasure. His hands caressed either side of her pussy and spread her lips apart. Her body was still quaking from her first orgasm, but Rhett didn’t hold back. If anything, the tremors just spurred him on.
She braced her hands against the headboard, unable to focus on anything aside from his hot, frantic tongue working between her thighs. She glanced down and watched as he feasted. Fingers digging into her inner thighs, he guided her hips back and forth as he forced her to ride his face. She may have been on top of him, but Rhett was in total control.
He changed tactics, but he didn’t let up. He sucked her clit into his mouth, using the tip of his tongue to flick her over and over again, sending molten desire flowing through her center. The ferocity with which he ate her out and ground her core against him was all-consuming. He was relentless, greedy, and demanding, concentrating all his efforts on that one sweet spot.
Without overthinking it, she ran her hands over her breasts, toying with her nipples and moaning before she moved to grasp both sides of his head.
As soon as she pulled his head up against her, she toppled over the edge. Her back arched. Her toes curled. She screamed his name over and over again.
Rhett let out a satisfied growl before lifting her off his face and holding her to hover just an inch above his head. “So. Fucking. Sweet,” he groaned as he kissed her pussy between each word. He curled up to sit and wrapped her in his arms, holding her in a loving embrace as she came down from the high of two mind-blowing orgasms in a row.
She was limp in his arms, sated and feeling so damn loved as he traced his fingertips up and down her spine.
“I love being this close to you,” he told her on a sigh. Before she could return his affection, her stomach growled, making them both laugh and pulling them out of the moment.
“Did you eat before the party?”
She shook her head, knowing overly-concerned caregiver Rhett was about to ruin all their fun.
“So you must be really hungry,” he said, his voice a whole octave lower than normal.
She craned back to meet his gaze, intent apparent in his eyes. She bit down on her lower lip and grinned: that was not the response she was expecting. But she was going with it.
“You’re the one being the cake hog,” she shot back.
Rhett smirked and reached behind her, letting out a little “oomph” as he overextended his left arm to snatch up the huge slice of cake.
“This thing weighs almost a pound. What the hell was Jake thinking?”
“He knew I was hungry,” she offered innocently.
Rhett narrowed his gaze but didn’t bother responding; she was just trying to rile him up now and he knew it. He raised both eyebrows and pinched a piece of the chocolate cake between his fingers before bringing it to her mouth. “You want some of this?”
“Mm-hmm.” She grinned and nodded greedily.
“Open,” he instructed. She followed his command, letting out a little moan when the chocolate cake and vanilla buttercream blended together on her tongue.
“Good girl.”
Her eyes widened, and she sucked in a sharp breath. Rhett watched her hungrily as she finished chewing and slowly swallowed.
“You want more, beautiful?”
She couldn’t nod her head fast enough but was confused when he moved her over on the bed and stood up. She eyed him curiously as he pushed down his boxer briefs, letting his cock spring free, and reached for the plate. Wide-eyed, she watched, transfixed by his hands and his hard, erect length as he swiped his dick through the frosting.
