Page 33 of Down Memory Lane
Autumn smirked and ran her hands up the outside of his thighs. “Only half a dozen?” Her hand skimmed over his bulge and he exhaled shakily, the pressure feeling like relief and hurt at the same time. “I think we can do better than that.”
Autumn continued to rub him, and he sighed as he leaned into the touch. “Forgive me.” Felix reached out and cupped her face with his hand. She was so beautiful, and he couldn’t wait to have her as he’d been needing to for so long. “Not a lot of blood is flowing to my brain at the moment.”
Autumn squeezed his cock gently and smiled as a low moan came from his mouth. “Perhaps I can help with that.” Felix placed his hand over hers and added some additional pressure, but soon Autumn was batting it away. “I want to take my time and learn every inch of your body, Fe, but that will have to wait. Right now, I just want my mouth on you too badly.”
Unzipping his annoyingly bright shorts and shoving them down to his thighs, Autumn reached into his trunks and freed his aching cock. Her eyes widened with appreciation and excitement, but before he could truly absorb the look, her mouth was engulfing him. Warm, wet, and completely perfect, Autumn took him in as far as she could while she worked with her fist. Either she’d been doing some studying up or some things were just muscle memory, because the way she licked and sucked at him was next level. It felt like she was trying to suck his soul out through his cock, and with as good as the sensations that traveled through his body were, he would have let her.
Autumn’s tongue swirled into his slit, traveled up his long length and then back down again where she tasted the balls that were quickly tightening up toward his body. Every time his cock twitched with one of her movements, she moaned her satisfaction and doubled her efforts, working him harder until he was breathing through his nose like a bull trying not to unload on her.
While Autumn treated his cock like the ice cream cone she’d eaten earlier, Felix cradled her face, memorizing every expression that came across it. She looked so happy to be doing this for him, and he wanted to burn the look of pleasure into his brain so that it remained there until the end of time. When her hand traveled from his thigh to start to play with his balls again, he started to lose it.
“Shit. Gonna come, Love.”
He didn’t have time to worry about the endearment falling from his lips without permission because he was too caught up in the pleasure she was giving him. Felix felt electricity up and down his spine seconds before he spilled into her mouth, Autumn swallowing every drop and then some, popping off after he was done and licking him clean.
Sitting back, she ran a finger across her bottom lip and smiled at him. “Mmm. Thanks for that.” Instead of tucking him back into his trunks, Autumn shimmied them off for him and popped one of the buckles on her overalls. Felix didn’t move, simply stared down at her with awe. Autumn smirked as she undid her other buckle. “Are you just going to stand there half naked, or are you going to give a girl a hand?”
As his brain finally came back online, Felix pulled his shirt off and kicked the rest of his clothes to the side. Slowly approaching the bedside, he leaned down and kissed her lips. “Why settle for just one?”
Chapter Sixteen
Autumn
“Why settle for just one?” The low timber of Felix’s voice sent tremors through Autumn’s already overanxious body. Having his cock in her mouth had gotten her increasingly worked up as she tasted his salty flavor on her tongue, smelled his musk as she buried her face as close to him as she could get, and swallowed the load he’d given her.
Autumn’s eyes bore into his. The blue-green of Felix’s irises swirled with a combination of lust and love. One of those words sent a bolt of pleasure to her aching core. The other sent one to her heart. She had been slowly falling for her best friend since the moment he held her in the hospital, and if she’d had all of her memories, she was certain that timeline would have started long before that. The care and attention Felix showed her, the generosity of spirit and happiness that seemed to shine from every part of him were wonderful, something she had slowly become addicted to. Felix was a good man. How could anyone not love him?
Felix’s hands came up to her shoulders where she’d undone the buckles of her overalls. Autumn had felt a bit like Barney the dinosaur at the beginning of the night as she put on the purple velour, but she had never felt foolish. Felix had imbued their night with the same fun and lightheartedness that he did everything else, and she was grateful for it. The mood at the moment, however, was anything but lighthearted. They’d traded sexual favors already, but for some reason sleeping with Felix in this way seemed a more serious matter, one that could possibly change the course of their renewed friendship forever. Was she really ready for that?
Felix slowly cupped her face as he ran his thumbs across the apples of her cheeks. The gesture was so sweet that it nearly brought tears to her eyes. “Tell me you want this, Auts.” He ran his nose across her hairline and breathed her in, like he was trying to remember her scent. “Tell me you want me.”
Autumn huffed. “Was that ever in question?”
Leaning up, she traced her lips lightly over his, a feather light kiss to assuage his fears. Leaning back, she pulled her white tank over her head, shifted to get rid of the rest of her clothes, and smirked when Felix’s eyes darkened to a teal color she didn’t know existed before then as they roamed over the planes of her body.
Slowly, deliberately, Felix crawled onto the bed until he was above her, his eyes everywhere she hoped his hands would soon be. His expression was hopeful, but there was still a trace of doubt in them that she hated seeing. “I just want to do right by you. You matter too much to me to mess this up.”
