Page 78 of Sweet Surrender
“I used to come here to get away from school. Girls using me, teasing me. And I figured I ought to get some fresh air in betweenStar Warsmarathons,” he joked. She frowned, remembering how the girls treated him, so callously. She figured his change of tone signaled it wasn’t something he wanted to discuss so decided to go down the nerd rabbit hole with him instead.
“Did you ever pretend to be looking for Leia in these woods, like inReturn of the Jedi?”
He stared at her for a moment, his mouth open. “How did you know that?”
“Please, it’s so obvious, this is totally Endor!”
“You know aboutReturn of the Jedi?” His excitement was palpable.
“Calm down, it’s the only one I saw. But I do love me some Ewoks,” she grinned at him.
“You kinda remind me of an Ewok you know?” He ran his hand through her hair, tugging at the strands.
“Hey!”
“What? I mean the hair, yes. And how cute but feisty they were, definitely reminds me of you.”
She pouted. “Yes, all women want to be compared to the stupid teddy bear things and not every male’s fantasy of Princess Leia.” She folded her arms over her chest, her pride stinging.
“Okay, firstly, they’re not teddy bears. They’re sentient furred bipeds who-” he cut himself off when she growled at him. He laughed and pulled her into his arms, kissing her neck.
“Secondly, Princess Leia has nothing on you, sweetheart,” he murmured, kissing her neck again and nibbling the sensitive skin at the hollow of her throat. She tilted her head back, letting him explore, her eyes fluttering closed.
“That’s better,” she purred, sliding her hands around to cup the back of his head. He kissed his way under her chin then up the other side of her neck and along her jaw. Her breath hitched the closer to her lips he came until he stopped. He looked at her, waiting to see if she would ask him, his eyes practically begging her to beg him. She wanted to but she knew he would think it meant something and she didn’t want him to place any significance on it.
She did want to please him though. She maneuvered herself in front of him and stroked her hand down his chest. He wasn’t even worn out or sweating from their run, the man had stamina which only meant good things for her. She trailed her hand over his abs to his crotch where she felt him growing hard and pressing against the material of his shorts.
“You talking aboutStar Warsis definitely my new kink,” he smirked. She smiled and stroked over the ridge and his eyelids fluttered closed, bliss creeping over his face when she squeezed his length. The sun shone down on him through the trees, warming his tan face, highlighting the shades of brown in his hair. Damn he was the most beautiful man she had ever seen. She glanced around and seeing no one nearby, she dropped to her knees, tugging at his shorts.
His eyes flew open. “Taylor, we can’t!”
She laughed at his scandalized expression as she popped him free of his boxers. She closed her hand around his length and pumped up and down a few times before arching her brow at him in question.
“Do it,” he growled.
Her pulse pounded, she loved it when he told her what to do. She slowly slid her tongue over the head of him and he grunted. “Again.”
She submitted and ran her tongue down the length of him, pressing against the thick vein that ran along the underside. She dallied, taking her time with him.
“Quit playing, sweetheart. Suck it, now.” His voice all rough and ready, his dark eyes glittering down at her with banked need. She took him into her mouth, hollowing her cheeks and was rewarded with a dark curse as his hands flew into her hair, guiding to where he needed her.
“I know you can take it all.” He stroked her jaw and she angled her head back, relaxing her throat and he slipped in a few more inches. She hummed and watched as his head dropped back on a moan. His hips thrust and she tightened her lips around him, rolling her tongue.
“God Tay, you’re amazing,” he grunted as she sped up. His hands tightened and his breaths turned to short, sharp pants. She pulled back and focused on his crown, her hands working him.
“Shit, I’m going to…if you don’t want…” He couldn’t get his words out but she didn’t mind. Loved that she had him like this, reduced to moans and grunts and unable to finish a sentence. This strong, powerful, commanding man was putty in her hands. She had unraveled him and it was a sight to behold. She sucked hard, sliding her tongue over the slit tip of him and squeezing the base.
“Taylor!” His hips stuttered and he burst onto her tongue in waves and she continued working him, pulling every drop of pleasure from him until he slumped back against the rock, completely boneless.
She smirked, satisfaction fizzling in her veins along with renewed arousal. She pulled his shorts back up and then fell against him, her arms winding around his neck. For some reason she needed to feel him close. He kissed her shoulder, then her cheek.
“That was…I can’t…no words.”
“I can tell,” she laughed, taking in his slightly steamed up glasses. “That was your punishment for leaving me needy this morning.”
His lips lifted in a smirk. “That was a punishment? Best one I ever had.” His hand ran up and down her spine.
“You got the energy to run back?” she asked when he didn’t move.
