Page 23 of Forget me Knot
Her eyes soften, and she reaches up to cup my cheek gently. “That’s one reason why I love you,” she whispers.
My heart skips a beat at her words, and before I can think better of it, I lean down and capture her lips. I don’t for one second think she means she isinlove with me, but I’m unable to ignore her words.
Our kiss starts slowly and gently, but it doesn’t take long to deepen. Lily’s hands clutch at my shirt, and I can feel the heat of her body pressing against mine. For a moment, I forget about Emily sleeping in the next room, about the danger lurking outside these walls. All that matters is Lily and the way her body fits perfectly against mine.
I pull back slightly, just enough to look into her eyes. “Are you sure about this?” I ask, my voice husky with desire.
She nods, her cheeks flushed and her breathing ragged. “More than anything.”
That’s all the encouragement I need. I roll over so I’m hovering above her, one hand cradling her face while the other slides down to explore the curves of her body. Her soft moans spur me on, and I can feel myself getting harder with every sound she makes.
I pause to strip off my shirt, needing to feel her skin against mine. Lily does the same, pulling off her top and tossing it asidewithout hesitation. My mouth finds hers again as my hands roam freely over her skin, savouring every inch of her.
“God, you’re beautiful,” I murmur against her lips.
Her fingers trail down my chest, then lower still until they’re teasing the waistband of my jeans. “So are you,” she whispers back, before tugging at my belt and unfastening it with surprising speed.
Chuckling at her eagerness for me, I unclasp her bra and pull it off her, throwing it on the floor with the other clothes. Her breasts are just big enough for a handful, her pink nipples delectable as they harden under my gaze. My mouth latches onto one, and I suckle, nipping her gently, making her arch her back and moan softly. My hand moves to her other breast, squeezing and caressing, while Lily’s fingers fumble with the button of my jeans. She manages to undo it, and I help her by kicking them off completely.
I shift lower, trailing kisses down her body, licking and nipping at her skin until I reach the waistband of her trousers. I glance up at her for permission, and she nods eagerly. With one swift motion, I slide them off along with her knickers, leaving her completely exposed to me.
“You’re breathtaking,” I say, my voice rough with desire.
Lily’s cheeks flush even deeper, and she parts her legs slightly in invitation. I can’t resist running my fingers along her inner thighs, teasingly close to where she wants me most. She gasps and arches towards my touch.
“Please,” she whispers.
I dip my head between her thighs and taste her, licking and sucking her clit in a way that makes her writhe beneath me. Her slick is intoxicating, and I revel in the way she responds to every flick of my tongue.
Her hands grip the sheets tightly, and I can feel her getting close. I slide two fingers inside her while working her clit withmy mouth. She’s so wet and tight around me, it’s driving me insane.
“Jack,” she moans loudly, probably louder than intended given Emily is so close by, but we carry on regardless.
With a final swirl of my tongue and a thrust of my fingers, Lily shatters around me. She cries out my name again as she climaxes, her body trembling with pleasure. I drink in every sound, every movement, savouring the sight of her completely undone.
As she comes down from her high, I trail kisses back up her body until I’m hovering over her again. Her eyes are half-lidded, a satisfied smile on her lips. She is utterly gorgeous right now. She wraps her legs around me, pulling me closer and nothing could stop me from thrusting deep inside her soaking wet pussy.
The feeling of being inside her is pure ecstasy. Her warmth and slickness envelop me, drawing me deeper into a sensation that’s both primal and tender. I start with slow, deliberate movements, wanting to savour every moment, but Lily has other ideas. She bucks her hips up to meet mine, urging me to go faster, harder.
“God, you feel amazing,” I groan, burying my face in the crook of her neck. Her scent is all-consuming, which only makes her more irresistible.
“Don’t stop,” she whispers breathlessly in my ear, her nails digging into my back as she clings to me. The slight sting just spurs me on.
I pick up the pace, my thrusts becoming more forceful. Each time I drive into her, she meets me with equal passion. The sounds of our bodies colliding fill the room, mingling with our gasps and moans. It’s a dizzying symphony of raw desire and emotion.
Lily’s legs tighten around me, her muscles starting to tense again. She’s close, and so am I. The thought of us reaching thatpeak together makes my movements even more urgent. My cock throbs inside her, wanting to knot her, to join us together for precious minutes, which tells me I’m hers, but it’s not time yet. Four more weeks and my rut will be hitting at the same time as her heat. I can’t fucking wait.
“Jack,” she gasps, her voice strained with need.
“Fuck,” I grunt. “Lily.”
With one final thrust, I send us both over the edge. The wave of pleasure that crashes over me is overwhelming, devouring every part of me until it feels like I’m floating outside myself. Lily cries out beneath me, her pussy convulsing around my cock, milking me for all I’m worth as I spill my hot, sticky cum inside her. Our bodies tremble together, riding out every last wave of pleasure until we collapse in a sweaty, breathless heap.
For a few moments, there’s only the sound of our ragged breathing and the pounding of our hearts. I press a soft kiss to her collarbone, feeling an overwhelming sense of contentment wash over me. The danger and uncertainty outside these walls seem distant and irrelevant right now.
Lily gently runs her fingers through my hair, her touch soothing and tender.
We lay there for a bit longer, our limbs tangled together in a comfortable mess. When reality begins to creep back in, I reluctantly pull away and start gathering our discarded clothes.
