Page 55 of Finding Romance
“What?” I question.
“When do we have to leave here?” she asks.
“We have all day. Sully said they aren’t taking any more reservations this fall, so we’re the last ones,” I explain.
“Good. Then we have time,” she says cheerfully as she leans up and gives me a quick kiss before she scurries over to her bag and puts on an oversized T-shirt.
“What should we do for breakfast?” she adds as she looks at me over her shoulder. The light hits her hair and she looks like an angel with all the golds bouncing off her highlights.
“I had them leave a bagel tray with fruit. It’s in the kitchen,” I explain as I walk out with nothing on because why the hell not.
She follows me and I go about setting the tray of bagels, some cream cheese from the refrigerator, and some fruit out on the kitchen island. I grab the orange juice and offer her some. She nods and starts cutting a bagel, placing it in the toaster. I lean back against the counter and watch as she moves around the kitchen, seemingly in her own little world. She spreads the cream cheese on her bagel and takes a bite, moaning a little as she chews. And fuck, I can’t stop myself. I close the space between us in three steps, pushing myself between her legs and gripping her hips. I lift her onto the island.
Her eyes grow big as she looks up at me. Then she grins and holds out her bagel to me. I take a bite of it and then she takes a bite. We finish the half bagel quickly, our gazes remaining locked as we chew.
“That was good,” she says in a low voice.
“It was. Need more?” I ask, motioning to the platter where a handful of bagels still sit.
She nods. I reach around her to grab another bagel, but her hand comes out to stop me. Her legs wrap around my waist and my cock comes to life as she presses herself against me.
“I need more, but not more bagels,” she clarifies.
“Oh?” I play dumb.
She rolls her eyes and pokes my ribs. “Stop messing with me. How am I ever going to get good at this if we don’t practice?”
Oh, baby, you are a natural. You don’t need a single lesson. You’re already expert level.
She pushes at my chest, and I step back in confusion. I watch as she scoots off the island and drops to her knees in front of me. Her eyes settle on my dick and she licks her lips.
Holy fuck! That’s hot!
She looks up at me from beneath her lashes. “I…don’t really know what I’m doing,” she says as she purses her lips.
I take a breath and reach out, placing a hand under her chin. “Just be careful with your teeth. You can use your hand too. I’ll try to be still,” I offer.
She nods and I can see the excitement in her eyes. She gently wraps a hand around me and I moan as she strokes me to my base.
“Is that OK?” she whispers.
I nod and watch as she holds me in one hand and takes me in her mouth, running her tongue along the underside of my erection. She covers her teeth and takes me deep in her mouth.
“Fuck, baby, that feels good,” I praise as I grip the back of her head. She doubles her efforts, licking and sucking, and then her other hand that’s been on my thigh moves to cup my balls.
“Baby, I’m going to come. If you don’t want me to come in your mouth, you need to…” I pause as she pushes me farther back toward her throat. “Fuck,” I say slowly as I feel my balls tighten and I come with one thrust in her mouth.
She swallows it all and then licks my length as she pulls away. I shudder from the overstimulation as she caresses my balls one final time.
She places her hands on her thighs and looks up at me. “Was that…OK?”
I don’t have words. I don’t have thoughts. I’m pretty sure I’ve lost the capacity to think. So, I fall to my knees, take her face in my hands, and kiss her, tasting myself on her tongue and not caring one bit.
I pour every emotion I’m feeling into that kiss. I can’t speak the words, but I can show her. I can tell her this is so much more than playing pretend. What I’m feeling for her is real. As much as I don’t want it to be, as much as I want to protect her from me, I’m not sure I’m strong enough to do that.
When I pull back, her eyes remain closed. Her lips are swollen and wet. I can’t help but give them one final kiss.
“Is it always like this?” she asks as her eyes open.
