Page 41 of Together We Burn
Licking her lips again, she shrugged. “Guess you’ll just have to trust me.”
Releasing my hold, I eyed her warily.
“Don’t make me regret—”
I was cut off with a groan as her warm, wet mouth enveloped me whole, taking me right to the base. She covered her teeth and then moved her sinful mouth back to the tip.
My hand flew to her hair and fisted it tight as my hips bucked upward without warning. She made little choking sounds as I hit the back of the throat, but was undeterred as she continued to pump her mouth up and down my shaft and then hollowed out her cheeks.
“Fuck, Stefany,” I moaned as her hand joined in, gripping tight enough that it was like she’d reached into my mind to see how I liked it.
She twisted slightly, using her saliva as a lubricant, and I saw stars. Her mouth was fucking perfect.
She came off my dick with a pop, flattened her tongue, and dragged it from the base upward, paying particular attention to the sensitive cord of skin at the tip. Tiny beads of sweat lined my brow as I fought the tingles that had threatened to erupt at the bottom of my spine.
She wrapped her pretty pink lips around the head and swirled her tongue before swallowing me whole. Whimpers and moans came from the back of her throat, the vibrations like shots of ecstasy as she continued to suck.
I was so close to coming, but I didn’t want her mouth. I wanted,needed, to come inside her, filling her and marking her as mine.
Her body already accepted it belonged to me, and I would wait a lifetime for her heart and soul to realise the same. Stefany Matthews was fucking worth every minute of waiting.
“Baby,” I whispered, moving my hand to her jaw and massaging along her jawline. Stefany’s blue eyes flicked to mine, a raw magnetism filling them as she was enjoying this as much as me. “I need to be inside you.”
Leaning forward, I grabbed under her arms and pulled her up, the soft skin of her thighs brushing against me as I moved her to straddle me.
Glassy-eyed and with swollen wet lips, I ran my thumb over her lower one, observing how unmistakably feminine she looked right now.
Her long dark hair tousled, hanging over her shoulders and down her breasts. The fullness of her tits, the perfect size to fit nicely in my hands.
Reaching up, I cupped one in each palm and flicked both nipples with my thumbs. Gliding my hands to her waist, I followed the contours of her body, over her hips, and finished at her thighs.
“You’re so fucking beautiful.” I told her as my thumbs brushed back and forth along her flesh. She shivered, dropping her head to mask the blush that appeared over her cheeks and the bridge of her nose. Stefany wasn’t good with compliments. “You have no idea what you do to me.”
Lacing my hand into her hair, I pulled her down to meet my lips. The kiss was soft and unhurried as I reached down and guided my cock to her entrance, sliding the head back and forth along her pussy before lining up and thrusting up into her.
“Jake,” she moaned against my lips as she sunk down, taking me to the hilt. She gasped and pushed off my chest, sitting upright and looking at where we connected.
“Jake?”
“I know, baby,” I said, pinching a nipple between my thumb and forefinger, making her clench around me. For being an ass man, I was unmistakably obsessed with my girl’s tits. “I’ve had you bare once before, and I won’t go back, Stefany. You’re mine. This pussy’s mine. And that means I get to have you fully.”
Thrusting upward, I punishingly squeezed her nipple again, ensuring she completely understood who owned her body.
Her gasp was loud and throaty as her eyes fluttered shut, and her nails dug into my chest, leaving little half-moons against my skin.
Slowly, she rolled her hips and dropped her head between her shoulders with a moan before increasing her cadence. Grabbing onto her hips, I matched her movements, thrusting upward, making her cry out and dig those sharp talons deeper into my pecs.
“You can’t tell me this isn’t real,” I said, moving my hand and pressing the pad of my thumb against her clit before circling it around the little bundle of nerves, my name slipping from her lips in a moan as she tightened around my dick.
“Oh God, keep doing that,” she panted, closing her eyes.
“Tell me this is real,” I said through gritted teeth as I continued pumping into her.
The longer I spent with Stefany, the more I understood that freely displaying or voicing her emotions was seen as a weakness. Brief glimpses from her expressive eyes were all anyone ever got before she shut that shit down and replaced it with her ice mask. I would push her to admit what we have was real, one way or another.
“Admit it, Stefany. Admit this is real,” I demanded, removing my thumb from her clit. Her look was thunderous, like I’d just denied her release.
Well, I guess I had.
