Page 26 of The Last Date

The pleasure was so intense I could barely keep my eyes open. A thick finger circled gently before slowly pressing inside, as his breath skimmed across my skin.

Those little strokes, in two directions, had my breath catching. I heard myself cry out, my back arching as my entire body squirmed restlessly.

The heat was building already, and I felt like I was standing on the edge of a diving board, about to fall at any second. My fingers curled into his hair, pulling him harder against me as he seemed to chuckle.

“Yes,” he groaned, increasing his speed as my body twitched.

The intensity of the lust between us was bigger, crazier than I had even thought possible. His free hand pressed lightly on my stomach, holding me still.

He was unbelievably talented at this, but the sultry look of raw need pushed me over the edge. He wasn’t toying with me. He didn’t want me for a fling. It felt like he needed me more than food and water.

“Oakley,” I moaned, my voice unsteady, “I’m…”

His finger pulsed inside me faster as his wet licks became deeper, faster, pressed flat against my little button. My scream made him groan, the vibration against my sex prolonging the deep waves that thundered through me.

“Oakley, yes,” I squealed, thrashing hard as his hand held me, pressing me against the thin mattress.

When my body finally stopped shaking, his head lifted, deep eyes raking over every inch of my body.

“Mine,” he growled with a seductive smile.

Nodding eagerly, I pulled his hair, needing his lips on mine. “Yours. Yes.”

Our mouths slanted together, both sucking and panting and moaning. Then finally we stopped moving, his lips tracing a trail all the way around my face.

“Gorgeous,” he murmured. “I’ve tasted delicacies from around the world, but your hot little body is the most delicious thing that has ever passed my lips.”

CHAPTER TWELVE

* Oakley *

Never in my life had I been so satisfied by someone else’s satisfaction.

Maneuvering myself carefully, I laid beside Sasha on the little daybed, holding her tightly against me so that she didn’t fall off the narrow mattress.

“That was amazing,” she drawled, staring at me with sleepy, hazy eyes.

“You have no idea how much I would love to pop in and see your room,” I said softly, nibbling along her ear. “But I should get out of here before your parents come home.”

“I know I shouldn’t say this, but sneaking around is pretty exciting,” she laughed.

As her giggles shook the bed, I held her tightly against me, my erection digging into her hip.

Her eyes flew wide. “I’m so sorry,” she said. “You’re so sweet to me. I want to make you feel amazing too.”

I tried to tighten my hands on her, saying, “No, baby, that’s okay,” but she was already slipping off the bed, landing on her knees as she began to pull my shorts off. “Sasha, you don’t have to–”

“I’ve always wanted to try it,” she laughed. “Please?”

There was no way I could resist those gorgeous eyes when they were outright begging. Lifting my hips, I helped her slide my swim trunks off, then watched as she tried to get comfortable.

It was unbelievably clear that she had never touched a man before. Being her first was so hot I knew I wasn’t going to last.

Grabbing a pillow, I propped myself up so I could watch clearly, knowing that I was going to replay this scene in my mind a thousand times a night for the rest of my life.

My cock was absolutely throbbing as she wrapped her hands around it, angling it toward her mouth. Her slim fingers pressed tightly against my flesh, moving up and down in an awkward rhythm as her tongue began to circle the tip.

Sasha was so earnest. So eager to please me.

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