Page 42 of Forget Me Not

I suck her clit into my mouth, her hands flying down to grip my hair between her fingers as she cries out. I alternate between circling the bundle of nerves and sucking on it before licking lower to spear my tongue inside her. I moan into her asher sweet taste explodes over my taste buds. I go back for more, savoring each taste like it’s my last meal.

“Fuck, your pussy tastes like heaven, baby girl.” I move lower, circling her other forbidden hole with my tongue and she nearly bucks off the bed. “You like that, my dirty girl?”

“Fuck, Kaden. I need to come, please,” she pleads. I lick her from ass to clit, sucking the tiny bud into my mouth again while spearing my fingers inside of her. She’s exploding all over them within seconds. I drink her in, licking up every last drop she has to give me before climbing back up over her.

“Open,” I say, and she immediately listens, opening her mouth wide. I bring my lips close to hers before spitting directly into her mouth. Her eyes widen with surprise at first and then excitement. “Taste that, baby girl? The mixture of me with your cum still coating my tongue?” I move my fingers to gently close her jaw and she nods at me eagerly. “Good girl. Swallow.”

She does so immediately before reaching both hands to my shoulders, pushing me to lie on my back, which I do.

“My turn,” she says, moving down my body, yanking my pants and underwear down in one go. I lift my hips to help her, kicking them off of me.

She moves back up to where my dick stands straight up, desperate for her touch. She wastes no time, locking eyes with me as she licks me in one stroke from base to tip before swallowing me whole.

“Fuck, Lo.” I grip the sheets beneath me as I hit the back of her throat. I try to keep my hips down and give her full control. She suctions her mouth around me tightly as she lifts back to the tip, licking her way around the sensitive spot before repeating it all again. Her throat opens around the tip of my dick each time, and if it isn’t the best fucking feeling I’ve ever felt.

It’s only minutes before I can’t take anymore, pulling her mouth off me and moving her farther up on top of me. “Ride me, baby girl.”

She follows the order, slowly sinking down onto my cock, her cunt swallowing every inch.

She keeps going until she’s completely seated with me inside of her, and then she starts moving. Torturously slow, she lifts and lowers herself onto me, grinding her clit against my stomach with each stroke. She throws her head back, moaning as she takes her own pleasure from me.

“Fuck, you’re so beautiful. Getting yourself off while riding my cock. Your pussy squeezing me like a fucking vise.” I keep talking and she increases her speed, her breaths coming quicker. “That’s it, baby girl, keep going. Use me to make yourself come. Let me feel you soak my cock with your pleasure.” I reach down, pinching her clit between my fingers and she throws her head back as she explodes.

I let her ride it out. Her pussy clenches around me as her arousal drips down onto my balls, and finally her breathing starts to even out. I pull her off of me, flipping her onto her back before sinking myself back inside of her.

I lower my mouth down to hers, kissing her as I thrust inside of her. I reach down, wrapping my hand around the back of her neck, my thumb resting over her pulse point. I keep going, never letting up, and her pulse begins to quicken beneath my digit.

“Kaden,” she whimpers. Her body meets mine stroke for stroke. Our skin, slick with sweat, rub against each other with each motion.

“I know, baby girl. Give me one more.” I increase my speed while reaching between us to rub her clit simultaneously. I pound into her, and she cries out, clenching around me as she comes again. I follow seconds behind, my movements jerky as I empty myself inside of her.

We lie there, connected, until we both catch our breaths and I slowly pull out of her. I stand and walk to grab a damp towel from her bathroom.

“Where’d you go?” she asks, her voice barely above a whisper. She’s lying on her side, looking at me, her eyes heavy with sleep.

“Got to clean you up, baby girl.” I reach down, gently cleaning her with the towel. I throw it in her hamper when I’m done and slide back in behind her. I pull her close into me once again, wrapping my arms around her tightly.

“I love you,” she whispers. “So much.”

“I love you so much more, beautiful girl,” I say, meaning it with everything I have. I press a gentle kiss against her head. “Sleep. I’ll be here when you wake up.”

I lie there, Logan wrapped in my arms, listening to the sound of her breathing even out as she falls into a deep sleep. It’s only after I’m sure she’s asleep that the tiredness takes over and I feel my eyes start to close. The last thought on my mind before sleep takes me is that all the lies, all the complications, none of them matter. All that matters is the perfect girl who I’m so fucking in love with sleeping in my arms, and I’m never fucking letting her go.

CHAPTER

TWENTY-THREE

Logan

“You his newest groupie?” Asher says from where he’s leaning against the door to Kade’s room in the tattoo shop.

I’m sitting in a spinning chair in the corner of the room while Kade tattoos a man named Justin. He’s probably in his midfifties and he’s completely covered in tattoos, a lot of which Kade did. He is currently adding to some sort of design on his calf.

“Bring your girlfriend to work day.” I shrug, smiling over at Asher, who laughs at me before turning his attention to Kade.

“Girlfriend, huh?” he pokes at him.

“Shut up.” Kade doesn’t even spare him a glance, focusing on the art in front of him.

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