Page 14 of Back in the Country
I’d die if I were anywhere else.
Lowering myself to the bed, I maneuver her legs loosely over my arms and then trail kisses up her tanned thigh. I plant a single kiss on her center before my tongue peeks out to tease her clit.
Marlee bows up against my face and gasps at the contact. Gripping her harder, I pull her closer until she’s locked against my face and I’m licking her with alternating slow flat licks and hard quick ones.
“Waylon!”
God, she’s so responsive to me. I want this always. I wantheralways. I know I can’t, so I focus on us right now in this moment.
One finger teases her entrance, and she bucks harder against my face. I slide it in and gently thrust in and out. She’s so wet; I groan into her folds.
“Waylon, please.”
Sliding a second finger in, I crook them slightly as my mouth clamps down on her clit, and she shatters with a scream.
Her body flushed with pleasure is something I’ll never forget. I’ll be damned if I’m not in awe of this gorgeous creature laid out before me.
I can’t say that, so I go for blunt.
“Baby, that was so hot.” I manage to tone down my smile even though I feel like an absolute boss making her come like that.
“Is it always like that?”
I freeze.
She notices.
“No one’s gone down on you before?”
She shakes her head, and my cock throbs. Every part of me screamsmineas Marlee watches me.
I swallow.
“I can’t say that anyone else would be as good as I am.” I throw in a wink, but I’m dead fucking serious. And the idea of anyone else between her legs makes me want to rage. I can’t so I don’t.
Instead, I push down my boxer briefs and pick up the condom from my nightstand. One last confirmation and I’m rolling it down my length.
“Tell me if anything hurts, okay?”
“Okay.” It’s a whisper in the quiet room.
Her arms lock around my neck as her lips cover mine. The kiss is slow and leisurely, and I wait until she opens her mouth before pushing my cock inside her.
I swallow her gasp like it’s water and I’m a dying man. My hips rock slowly as she takes me in another inch. It’s the sweetest torture, and I have to grit my teeth to stay in control. She’s so tight and so fucking perfect that my body is aching to slam home.
Instead, I rock out and in until I’m fully seated inside her. Risking everything, I open my eyes and stare into her soul. Her eyes are clear and full of love and admiration. I swallow the lump in my throat that threatens when her hips come up to meet mine.
This is heaven.
Her legs wrap around my back and I make love to her. I promise myself to remember every moan and whimper. My body knows what she needs like we’ve been doing this forever. She was made for me, and when she arches into me, I can’t hold back. The feel of her clenching around my cock pushes me over the edge. Her walls strangle every ounce of pleasure from me.
She moans my name, and I growl hers as I hold her tighter against me. The words are on the tip of my tongue—all of them.
Don’t go.
Stay with me.
I love you.
