Page 20 of Entirely Yours
A moment later, however, she explodes. Her legs clamp around my head, her hand pulling my hair back as she rocks her hips over and over again, chasing the waves of her orgasm. “That’s it, fuck my fingers. Ride my fucking face,” I encourage, the words falling from my lips without a second thought.
When she starts to come down, I stand, taking her mouth with mine. She groans when she tastes herself, and I love thatsound. I would spend the rest of my life chasing the high that sound gives me.
Thea fumbles around, trying to use one hand to undo my jeans, the other still bandaged and unusable. I pull back, only so I can help her, and she haphazardly shoves my pants and briefs down. Her lust-filled gaze trails down to my cock, dripping pre-cum onto her thigh.
“Hot damn,” she whispers, making an unexpected laugh burst out of me. She immediately covers her mouth and looks at me with wide eyes. “Did I say that out loud?”
“Yes,” I laugh, planting another kiss on her full lips. “Two things. One, I’ve also been checked for STIs, and I’m clear but I’ll use a condom.”
“Okay, I’m on birth control too.”
“Great. Number two, I have a scar on my stomach from when Ben pulled a sword on me in middle school.”
Her eyebrows furrow. “Does it… affect your performance?” she asks.
I shake my head. “No, Thea. But you told me about yours, so I’m telling you about mine.” Her lip curls up at that, and I reach into my back pocket, pulling the condom out of my wallet.
Thea helps me slide it on and then guides me to her, impatience radiating off of her. With one thrust, I’m in all the way to the hilt. We both gasp as we adjust to the sensation of each other. My forehead falls against hers, wanting to search her eyes. Wanting to see if she feels the same connection that I feel.
“Look at me.” Her eyes pop open and I fall head first into their depths. I hike her knees up to slightly change the angle, pumping rhythmically into her tight cunt. “Good girl.”
“Jules,” she groans. “I’m going to come again.” Her good hand threads into the hair at the base of my neck, pulling in a way that creates delicious pain.
“Wait for me,” I reply, but she doesn’t have to wait long because I’ve been dreaming of this exact moment for over aweek now, and within moments, we’re both tipping over the edge.
A blissful falling, waves of ecstasy crashing over us as together we pull every last drop of sensation out of each other.
Our heavy breathing is the only sound that fills the room. I can’t take my eyes off of Thea. I study her face, mentally cataloging the freckles across her nose, the perfect cupid’s bow of her lips, the long line of her neck.
I realize I’ve been staring when she clears her throat. “Sorry,” I mumble, before pulling out. We both look down and realize at the same time: the condom broke.
“It’s okay, I’m on birth control,” she repeats, her voice breathless. “We should be fine.”
In that case… I look between us again and see my cum dripping out of her.Fuck it.I use one of my fingers to slowly press it back in. Thea has apparently awoken a breeding kink in me.
She gasps, her head falling back and mouth gaping open. I pump my finger in and out a few times before pulling it out completely, raising it to her open lips.
“Suck.” The raspiness in my voice undeniably communicates my desire, but I don’t give a fuck. This woman drives me crazy.
Her mouth closes around my finger, and my dick twitches. I already can’t wait to do this again.
She pulls back with apopand licks her lips. “Thank you,” she whispers, leaning in to place a kiss on my cheek. It feels so innocent and chaste compared to what we just did.
I watch as she hops off the counter and grabs her clothes from the floor. “Bathroom?” she asks, pointing toward the back. I nod like an idiot in response because I can’t verbally process what’s happening right now.
While I wait for her, I clean myself up and dispose of the useless condom.
I’m leaning against the counter when she walks back out. Her jacket is back on, and she looks like she’s about to leave.
“You didn’t finish your coffee,” I say. A lame attempt at delaying her.
She gives me a wary smile. “Thanks again… for the coffee and the… other stuff.”
“Wait. Are you really leaving right now?” I’m so taken aback by this turn of events. It feels so cold, so indifferent when I know she can’t possibly feel that way.
She sighs, not meeting my eyes. “It was just supposed to be one night, Jules.”
“Bullshit. I never wanted only one night with you, I told you that. Now you’re going to what? Just ignore me even when we are inevitably going to cross paths? This is a small town, Thea, and you work right next door.” I’m rarely ever angry, but I can feel Thea slipping away even though she’s standing right in front of me. I’m desperate to do anything to prevent that from happening.
