Page 169 of The Reason I Married Him
“You okay?” I ask her.
She drapes her arm over her chest, still breathless. “I’m . . . I’m still contracting.”
Shit, that’s hot.
Wanting to feel it, I lean on my side, spread her legs, and then slowly slip my fingers inside her. She groans as her pussy contracts around them.
“Jesus Christ,” I say before removing my fingers and bringing them to my mouth. Her eyes are on me as I lick her arousal off my fingers. “You taste like goddamn heaven,” I say.
Her eyes squeeze shut, almost in disbelief.And she thought multiple orgasmsbya man wasn’t a thing.Fuck, she’s had selfish lovers.
Then I take the vibrator and switch it on. Her eyes widen for a moment before I rest it right against her clit.
“I want one more from you, Aubree.”
“I don’t think . . . I don’t think I can.” She breathes heavily.
“Yes, you can,” I say. Her breasts are anything but big, less than a handful, but they’re round with small dark nipples that have my mouth watering. Images of her last night in her lace bra scour through my mind as I lower my mouth to the little nubs and run my tongue around in circles, focusing on her areolas.
“Come on, baby. I want to hear those sweet moans one more time.”
She tenses as her breathing picks up.
“You’re close, aren’t you?” I ask.
She nods as she presses her lips together, so I switch off the vibrator.
Her eyes shoot open, and her mouth falls open in protest. “Wyatt, don’t stop.”
I drag the vibrator up her stomach to her breasts and switch it on, letting it run over her nipples, over her cleavage, and under her breasts.
“I don’t want an easy orgasm. You have to earn it,” I say.
“How . . . how?” she asks, clearly in distress.
“Tell me how much you like my mouth, my cock, my fingers. The more compliments, the closer you’ll get to your orgasm.”
Her tongue peeks past her beautiful lips before she wets them. “No one has ever given me oral like you. Just thinking about you going down on me gets me wet.”
Christ.
I didn’t think she’d go along with my plan, but here she is, divulging how she feels, and I’m fucking living for it. I drag the vibrator to her stomach.
“Your pussy tastes so fucking good. It’s all I can think about.”
“I barely felt your fingers, but they’re so long . . .”
“I’ll use them on you, Aubree. I want to fucking use them.”
Her breath hitches as her teeth pull on her bottom lip while I bring the vibrator right to her pubic bone.
“What about my cock?”
“It’s huge,” she answers, which brings a smile to my face. “I loved sucking on it. I loved riding it.”
“Good,” I answer right before I bring the vibrator to her clit.
She screams a resounding yes that echoes off the walls of the small space as her back arches. I bring my mouth to her right nipple, drawing it past my teeth and against my tongue.
