Page 91 of Who's Saving You
My lips roll in at his command, and I slide my shorts off, leaving me in my bra and panties. He lies on his stomach, crawling closer and pushing my legs open. He eyes me as he takes a lick of the push pop.
“Ah! I need a picture of that. You’re eating candy!”
“I’m about to eat a lot more.” He bites the pop, holding it between his teeth as he reaches for my panties, ripping them from my body. He moves so fast that in one blink, he’s so close to my pussy the pop just about touches me.
I run my hands through his hair, biting my lip, trying not to be self-conscious as he stares straight at my pussy. He runs his finger in the crease of my leg, causing me to shiver. He smiles, that damn pop still hanging from his mouth as he spreads me with both hands, lightly touching my clit, studying my every twitch and jump.
“I don’t think I’ve ever seen a prettier pussy than this.”
I groan, covering my eyes. “You’ve seen so many?” When he doesn’t have an instant comeback, I move my hands and look at him.
“I haven’t been with anyone since the end of my junior year of college.”
I’m shocked. “That’s, like, two years.”
In a teasing manner, he says, “Don't act so surprised.”
I continue to stare at him. “Nik, I don’t –”
He slurps on that pop, then traces my folds before touching my clit once again. “You don’t have to say anything. Just know, you're the most beautiful woman I’ve ever known.”
His words make my heart flutter. Jesus, this guy really is a saint. But I should have known he wouldn't be that guy out there looking to use his status to sleep with every woman he comes in contact with.But I still have to give him a hard time.
“You really are a rookie, huh?”
He smirks and looks up at me. “Do I move like a rookie?”
“Well, no.”
“Then it’s like I said. Since meeting you, it’s like no one else has ever existed.”
“Mr. Football Player has some smooth lines, huh?”
He pulls the pop from his mouth and leans in, kissing my clit before giving it a flick with his tongue. A moan escapes me. I want him inside me now.
“No lines. I’m being honest. You’re pretty much everything I saw myself looking for in a woman.”Another long lick.“You’re not a yes woman, you don’t give in to everything I want or say.”Another flick.“You’re incredibly intelligent, and I love that we can have real conversations.”A kiss, with a quick suckle.“You’re fearless.”He spears me with his tongue, and I yelp.“You’re sexy.”He nibbles my inside thigh.“I love that you make me work for your attention. I want to earn those snarky looks.”He looks up at me, holding that pop. “And you taste sweet as fucking candy.”He licks the pop, making sure it’s nice and wet, and then swirls it around my pussy.
The feeling is foreign and sticky, but not. He plays with me, just breaching me with it before pulling back and licking me himself. “Mm,” he closes his eyes. “Fucking sweet as candy.”
He lays his hand on my lower stomach, and I thread my fingers with his. I push myself up on one arm and watch as he licks the pop before teasing my clit again. My head rests on my shoulder as I see the red candy mix with my own juices. “I love that you trust me.” His eyes flick to me, and a smug grin appears as he leans in, cleaning me up. “You’re right, candy is pretty good.”
He latches on, sucking and flicking his tongueover my clit, inside me, then back again. He quickly works me to the edge that I am more than wanting to jump from. He grips my hand tightly, fingers strangling mine as he rips an orgasm from me. It built so fast, I had no time to contain my scream. My body jerks against his face, but he won’t let up, working a second one from me. Or maybe it’s still the first. I don't even know as a wave takes over me. Moans and gasps fall from my lips, a well-placed curse, and his name slips from my lips as I fall to my back on the pillows. My hips move in a wave-like motion against him as he continues to suck, lighter now as he works me down from the peak.
He nibbles and kisses the inside of my thighs and all over my pussy before climbing over me, giving me a kiss that tastes like me and my cherry pop, and enters me in one thrust. I throw my hands over my head and call out as he wastes no time in fucking me straight into oblivion.
He’s up on his knees, hands at the side of my head, before pulling the cups of my bra down. He latches onto my nipple, biting and sucking as his thrusts get harder and faster. I know what this is. This is him losing control, yet wanting to control the only thing he can.
I grip his biceps. “Fuck me, Nik. Harder.”
His eyes darken, his mouth drops open as his hips piston faster and deeper with each pump.
“Harder,” I repeat, giving him permission to give me his all. “You won't hurt me.”
He lets out a growl, it builds deep from his throat as he pulls out and manhandles me, flipping me to my stomach, yanking my ass up, and sliding back inside. His one hand grips my hip tight while the other leans on my back between my shoulder blades, pinning me to the bed.
“Yes!” I yell out. “Oh god, yes!”
“Fuck, it’s so good.” He gives me one hard spank, then another, before pummeling me once more.
