Page 77 of Beneath the Midnight Sky
I chuckled softly. Over the last few months, she’d started being more vocal about what she did and didn’t enjoy—watching me undress seemed to rank pretty high on the list. I unbuttoned my jeans and then left them like that, just enough that she could see my black boxer briefs beneath. My hands rested on her thighs only to slowly run up her legs until I reached the band of her leggings, my fingers grasped the material and pulled them down to her ankles, and then off completely.
I knew I shouldn’t be shocked to find her completely bare beneath them, but it still had my heart rate skyrocketing at the sight of her naked before me. All of her luscious curves were on display and at my beck and call. By the time I made it up to her face, I found her smirking down at me, a knowing look in her gaze. “You’re out to drive me wild, aren’t you, angel?” My tone was already imbued with lust, and a slight amount of frustration caused by just how much I wanted this woman.
“Legs wide, Aspen. I’d like a great view ofmycunt before I eat.” My gaze flicked up long enough to take note of the slightblush scattering across her cheeks as she followed my direction. I wrapped my hands around the backs of her knees and yanked her closer to the edge of the couch, putting her on perfect display for me. My gaze immediately drew to the apex of her thighs, the spot that I desperately needed to claim as my own over and over again to settle that primal need that stayed active in my chest when it came to Aspen.
“So fucking perfect for me, little angel,” I mumbled as my lips found their way to her inner thigh and slowly kissed and licked my way up to her soaked center. The little slips of moans falling from her lips pushed my need for her even higher, so that by the time my tongue found her soaked center, I felt ready to combust. Running my tongue through her folds to her clit and back, had me ravenous for more. “Fuck, Aspen. Perfection personified.”
Her clit pulled into my mouth while two of my fingers slipped into her already drenched pussy, had her tightening around my fingers in mere minutes. My name tumbled from her mouth as her climax peaked, and feeling her tighten around my fingers, had pre-come leaking from my cock right there in my jeans.
“Goddamn, Aspen,” I muttered as I pulled my fingers from her cunt and brought them to her mouth. She opened, her tongue out as she accepted my soaked fingers between her plush lips. As her tongue swirled around my fingers, I happily licked the rest of the wetness from between her thighs.
It wasn’t long before she started wiggling against my mouth, trying to back up, but I wasn’t done with her just yet.
“Ah, that was one. Three was the agreement, little angel. Now let me give you your prize.”
“Don’t I get to decide how I want my reward?” she questioned through breathless pants.
I chuckled. “Nope.”
My mouth buried back in her cunt, she reached down, her hands sinking into my hair until she pulled the hairband free.Her fingers now clenching my hair and keeping my face buried right where she wanted me.
Fuck, I loved when she got this eager.
“Yes, Rowan,” she whimpered as her hips bucked against my mouth and tongue. “I’m so close.” I slipped my tongue back inside of her, tongue fucking her as she rode my face. I could drown here—suffocate here—and die a happy man.
It wasn’t long before she was coming again, but this time my mouth was there to eagerly enjoy every drop I could get. After a few swipes of my tongue, she was pulling me away again.
“No more,” she said breathless, her lids heavy and a faint sheen of sweat covering her body.
I stood up slowly and stretched, my arms reaching into the air as if I was preparing to head out. I glanced down, saw her start to relax against the back of the couch, and quickly shucked my jeans off. Leaning down, I scooped her up and ignored the small screech that she made as I did it.
“One more.” I left little room for argument as I turned us and sat back down on the couch with Aspen pulled onto my lap, before she could say a word, I had her lined up and sinking down onto my cock.
“Fuck! Rowan,” she moaned as I filled her soaked cunt.
“That’s right, little angel, grip my cock and use me,” I groaned. “One more for me, okay?”
She nodded as she wrapped her arms around my neck and slowly started riding me. My hands glided up her back and then back down toward her hips.
“You feel like a goddamn dream, Aspen,” I muttered as she started increasing her pace, finding her rhythm. “So fucking happy I get you for the rest of our lives.”
I leaned down and kissed along her neck and shoulder, licking, biting, and sucking my way across her skin. The more noises I had falling from her lips, the harder my hands squeezedher hips, the more my hips bucked up, meeting her every thrust as I bottomed out and she started pulsing and squeezing around my cock.
“I can feel you trying to milk my cock, little angel. Is that what you want? Want me to fill this little cunt of yours with my cum?” I growled along her skin. I could feel her trembling above me, both of us now covered in sweat. I reached up and grabbed her ponytail, pulling her head backwards so I could see into those hooded blue eyes of hers. “Tell me what you want, Aspen,” I demanded.
“Please fill me with your cum, Rowan,” she whispered, her voice filled with heat as her cunt clenched around me again. I wrapped my other arm around her waist as I thrusted myself deep inside of her, pulling her down to be fully seated on my cock. She started grinding against me faster, and before I could utter another word, we were both tipping over the edge together.
I pulled her tightly against me, my arms wrapped around her, and her face leaning on my shoulder as we both caught our breath. I knew deep down that I didn’t need to ask about her journaling and what she’d figured out—she’d tell me when she was ready, and all I had to do was be here. She let out a deep breath, and her fingers started drawing small circles on my bare chest.
“I don’t want her to ruinthis,” Aspen whispered.
I sat still for a moment before slowly shifting her, so she was looking up at me, the emotion clear on her face. She was genuinely anxious to explain the thoughts she’d dug into about her mother and our wedding, and all I wanted to do was reassure her it would all work out.
“I’m worried she’ll show up and turn me into someone I’m not. That those feelings of abandonment will reveal themselves and I’ll—” She looked up at the ceiling, as if trying to findthe words she wanted to use. “I’ll turn into someone I’m not. Someone you won’t love or even like.”
I brought my hands up and gently cupped her jaw on either side, bringing her gaze back to mine. “There is nothing that woman could show up and bring out in you that would make me love you any less than I already do, Aspen. If you truly don’t want her to come, she won’t come. But if you want to give it a chance? See what happens? I’ll be here every step of the way.” My thumbs came up and wiped away the few tears that had escaped down her cheeks.
“Do you promise?”
