Page 83 of Silver Linings
I swirl my tongue around the crown before taking in another inch, my hand holding him steady at the base. Hendrix mutters incoherent curses as he reaches around to cup the back of my head gently while I draw him further into my mouth, cheeks hollowing, until he’s as far as I can get him to go.
“You have no idea how beautiful you look with your mouth full of me.” He affectionately rubs the base of my head.
I’m suddenly too hot for the amount of clothing I have on, boiling from his words and my actions. I pull back quickly and pull my sweater over my head, letting the cool air of the room temper my skin, my nipples peaking under the black lace of my bra.
“Your turn.” I wink and bring him back to my lips, licking from base to tip before pulling him back into my mouth.
Hendrix’s breathing notches imperceptibly higher as I bob my head up and down on his length. He follows my order to take off his shirt, and I feast my eyes with a golden torso dusted with light patches of dark hair. I notice the dark lines of a tattoo emerging out of the left side of his briefs, but curiosity will have to wait.
I relax my mouth to take him deeper until he hits the back of my throat, causing him to yell out and pull my head off him with a squelchingpop.
I look up at him, sitting back on my heels, lips swollen and wet. “Why did you stop me?”
“The first time I come inside you will be inside your pretty pussy. I was seconds away from exploding.” I smile up at him, this curious look of devastation on his face. “You have no idea what you do to me, Silver.”
“Tell me.” I bet it’s the same as what he does to me.
He shakes his head but pulls me up to my feet, keeping a hold of me so I don’t lose balance. Then, he brings his mouth down to mine andshowsme what I do to him. His kiss tells me I drive him out of his mind, that this connection is so much more than physical desire. His body aches for me, yes, but his mind does too. This infallible feeling I get when he’s touching me is because he understands me more than anyone ever has, he sees me for all that I am, and he wants me more for it. He wants all my broken, tired, happy, successful, stressed, angry, and joyous moments. Because they’re mine, and he wants me. All of me.
“More,” I mumble against his mouth before he grabs my hand and leads us into his bedroom.
twenty-four
. . .
We’re standingin his bedroom, but I can’t take in any details, unable to focus on anything but him. There would be time later to look around and see how he lives, but right now, I want to crawl into his skin and live there forever.
He reaches out a broad hand and undoes the button of my jeans, helping me shuck them down my legs until I’m standing in just my bra and panties, black lace with small floral appliqués adorning the material. Hendrix reaches a hand out, grazing my hardened nipples through the material with the back of his knuckles, and then reaches behind my back, unclasping my bra and dropping it to the floor at our feet.
He breathes out heavily. “You’re exquisite.”
I blush, feeling shy by the compliment, exposed and free at the same time during a moment so intimate. This is far from my first time with a man, but it is the first time I have feelings attached, heightening every sensation on a cardinal level.
He groans. “Fuck. The flush is trailing down to your tits.” He grips his hard length, giving it two firm jerks. “Get on the bed, Sunshine.”
I hasten to obey, practically flinging myself onto the duvet and watching him take off his briefs until he’s standing fully nude before me. I go to sit up, but he stops me with a hand to my chest, lightly pushing me back.
“Lay down and open for me. It’s my turn.”
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
Hendrix kneels on the floor before me, grabs behind my knees, and pulls me to the very edge of the bed in one swift tug. He runs a finger along the lace of my thong, making me whine impatiently as he sucks in a breath, realizing how wet I already am.
“Did sucking my cock turn you on, Silver?” There’s a distinct note of triumph in his voice.
“Yes,” I gasp as he pulls the fabric to the side and runs his thumb through my slick core before plunging the digit inside me. My back arches off the bed slightly, and I fist the sheets, grappling for any kind of hold on reality, when he leans forward and flicks his tongue against my clit. “Shit. God, that’s so good.”
I cry out as he removes his thumb and works two fingers inside me, paying careful attention to my swollen bud with his mouth, working me up, getting me ready for him. The sensations zipping around my body, lighting me up like a Christmas tree, are almost too much to handle.
“Never need another dessert when I have the best one right here.” He licks a hot stripe up my center. “So sweet, so fucking good.”
I grab his hair as I ride his face, hips undulating, all thoughts on the man between my legs.
“So goo—ah!” I scream, back bowing, as a sneaky orgasm bursts out of me, making my whole body shake with tremors as he continues to soak up my arousal, not letting a single drop go to waste.
I’m slowly coming down from euphoria, legs quivering as I pull his head off my center. “Fuck me, please.I need you.” It’s desperate and vulnerable, but it’s honest, and he sees it then. I understand what this is and how it’s about to change everything.
“Jae has condoms in his bathroom. Let me go get one.” He moves to get up, but I pull him back to me, not wanting him to leave.
