by Lynn Burke
“Do you have any other secrets I ought to know about?” I asked, peering up into her pupil-dominated blue eyes.
“No.”
Smiling, I buried my nose in her springy curls and inhaled until my lungs ached. A long, lingering lick up through her soaked slit brought another groan from my chest. “You taste even better than I imagined.”
Candace slid her fingers into my hair and wrapped her legs around my back.
I dove back in for another taste, my tongue lapping the cream dripping from her pussy down over her puckered hole. I rimmed her rosebud with the tip of my tongue a few times before returning to the juicy pussy I needed to burrow into, balls deep. Candace panted, her fingers pulling my hair and hips rising in slow thrusts as I pressed my tongue deep inside of her.
“Need you, Tom,” she moaned. “Please.”
I kissed my way up her stomach and palmed one breast to suckle while using the other hand to work my boxers off my legs. My teeth scraping across her hard nipple brought a gasp past her lips.
“Keep that up, and I’ll come before you’re inside of me,” she said, tugging on my hair to lift me higher.
With a chuckle, I settled between her thighs, my throbbing, leaking cock rubbing up through her soaked folds.
She moaned and wrapped her legs around my waist as I slid forward through her wetness again, capturing her mouth. Completely consumed with Candace—her flavor, her scent—I couldn’t think of anything but being inside of her, consuming every part she offered.
I angled my cock lower, placing the head against her pussy.
Condom, I thought, but she lifted her hips, heels digging into my ass. Her slick walls sucked me deep until my balls rested against her ass.
“God.” I groaned, my eyes clenched shut, forehead resting on hers. “You’re so damn tight, Candace.”
“You’re so damn big. Move. Please,” she murmured and lifted her chin, bringing our lips together.
She wiggled beneath me, and I gyrated my hips, my pelvis grinding against her clit. Her low moan raced my blood, and I pulled out, her wetness holding my length in a death grip. I slid back in, sending a shudder down my body. Two more slow thrusts, and I knew without a single doubt that I never wanted another woman but Candace. She was mine. Would be forever.
I lifted onto my elbows, staring at her parted lips as she panted beneath me, little moans escaping her with each forward drive of my hips. She rose to meet every thrust, her legs pulling me close.
“I need to feel you come around my cock,” I said, lifting my gaze to her eyes. That slam to the chest stole my breath, and I captured her mouth again, pouring all of my emotion, all of my desire into her.
Our bodies moved in unison, Candace’s heels squeezing me closer as I thrust faster. Deeper. Hitting her womb.
She tore her lips from mine, gasping and panting. “So. Close.”
I ground my hips, rubbing my pelvis against her clit, and she bucked beneath me. “Tom!” She shrieked her release, her pussy walls clamping down on my cock.
With a growl, I gave over to my body’s need, slamming into her over and over, in and out with frenzied passion leashed far too long. She cried out again, and I hollered, cum shooting out of my cock with every spastic thrust of my hips.
She continued to milk me, her pussy contracting and releasing around my cock until I collapsed on top of her with a groan.
Face buried in her neck, I sucked wind and reveled in the euphoric tingles racing through my blood.
Chapter Thirteen
Candace
God, yes. This.
Exhaustion pulled at every inch of me, but I couldn’t keep my legs from holding onto Tom, my hands mapping every curve and dent of muscle lining his back.
“Should have pulled out,” he mumbled against my neck, sending a shiver down through my body.
“I’ve got an IUD and I’m clean as a whistle,” I murmured my reply, squeezing my pussy muscles around his semi-hard cock still buried deep inside of me.
“Me, too.”
I doubted he had an IUD, but I bit back my snicker and squeezed again.
He groaned and flexed his hips. “I want to stay inside of you forever.”
“Mmm.” I smiled and closed my eyes, completely at peace for the first time in over a year. Every trace of anxiety and depression had fled the second Tom sank deep inside of me, and the coming down from the orgasmic high made me realize I’d found where I belonged.
In Tom’s arms. In his bed.
With a sigh, he raised up onto his elbows and peered down at me, his green eyes sated and filled with emotion. “You’re mine, Candace.”
“Lila.”
“Lila,” he breathed the name Papa had given me, his smile damn near melting my heart. “So there was one last secret.”
“I suppose so, yes.”
“I won’t break your trust,” he said, smoothing back my hair.
“I know you won’t.”
We stared at each other in the moonlight, our heartbeats filling the silence between us. As though of the same mind, we came together, our lips brushing, tasting the newness between us … the beginning of what would without doubt be forever.
The End
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