Page 93 of Take My Kiss
“So fuckin’ beautiful, baby.” He dips down and kisses along my lower back and waist. “I bet these were even sexier when you were pregnant.”
“I assure you, I wasn’t.”
“Impossible.” He lowers himself behind me, spreads my ass cheeks, then slides his tongue over my hole.
“Oh God…” I groan but quickly muffle myself with a pillow.
He thrusts two fingers inside my pussy while he continues licking me. I can barely contain the moans escaping my mouth, but then I hear the faint sound of my vibrator.
“Tell me if you need me to stop, okay?”
“Mm-hmm.” I anticipate a foreign feeling, but then he presses it against my clit instead. “Fuck.”
The cap of the lube flicks open, and the cool liquid slides over one hole down to the next. I hiss at the sensation, needing more.
He glides a finger over my tight hole and pushes in slowly. “Doin’ alright, darlin’?”
“If you don’t fuck me soon, I’m gonna scream,” I plead, already losing my ability to speak at how good the vibration feels.
A firm palm slaps against my ass, and I yelp in surprise.
“Don’t worry, love.” He increases the speed of my toy. “You’ll be screamin’ my name soon.”
He coats the vibrator next with lube, then slowly rubs it between my cheeks. “Okay?”
“Yes, you can keep goin’.” I spread my legs wider, feeling him push in deeper.
I gasp when the tip of his cock breaches my pussy, slowly sliding in as the vibration continues right above him. I’ve never felt anything like it before—intense and overwhelming in the best way possible.
“Keep goin’,” I say before he can ask. “I can take it.”
He thrusts in all the way. “So tight, fuck.”
His hips slam into me, over and over, while the toy teases my ass just enough to have me breathless and moaning through the pleasure at the same time. He moves the vibrator in rhythm with his thrusts, sending me toward the edge with each movement.
“I’m so close. Don’t stop.”
“Rub your clit for me,” he orders. “Nice and steady.”
Reaching between my thighs, I relieve the ache that’s almost unbearable.
“That’s my good girl.” He smacks my ass with his free hand. “Come on my cock.”
It doesn’t take much convincing because waves of pleasure hit me hard and fast. I scream into the pillow and squeeze around him.
“Fuck…” He pulls out, tosses the toy, then strokes himself until he comes on my lower back.
Before I can ask for a towel, he writes through his mess with a finger.
“What was that?” I look over my shoulder, furrowing my brows in confusion.
“Markin’ you.” He winks. “C. O. L. T.”
“Did you just gimme a cum tattoo of your name?” I muse.
“Sure did.” He flicks his tongue piercing. “If we had more time, I’d mark every inch of your flawless body until you were soaked in it. But that’ll have to wait.”
The wicked grin on his face sends a rush of butterflies to my stomach, and it’s the first time I realize how hard I’m falling for this sexy, charming, and far-too-perfect man.
