Page 53 of Fractured Destiny

I fuse my mouth on the base of her throat. Kiss my way up her neck. Bite her earlobe. Nibble down to her mouth. She kisses me hot and unhurried, tongue against mine, fingers stroking the back of my head. My hands move up to her shoulders and back down to settle on her hips, which I use to pull her forward against my cock.

My breath breaks against her mouth. “Baby, lie back and let me worship you.”

Noa climbs off my lap and scoots up to the headboard, where she lays against the pillow and parts her legs.

I follow her, taking my time to kiss her mouth, the side of her throat, down the swell of her right breast where I suck her nipple and hear her breath go ragged above me. I roll it with my tongue. Lave it flat against the roof of my mouth. Use my teeth once and hear her gasp. Then I switch to the other one. Back and forth until they’re both red as cherries.

“Lake.” Noa tugs at my hair. “I need you to lick my pussy.”

I move down her ribs past the soft plane of her belly and across the dip of her navel to the line of dark hair leading me to the promised land. I settle between her thighs on my forearms, push her knees apart with my shoulders and I look at her.

Her pussy is glistening. I place a kiss on the inside of her thigh. Then the other. Finally, I lower my mouth to her clit, circling in slow patterns I’ve learned she likes over months of practice. Using two my thumbs, I spread her open and suck on her pussy lips before returning to her sensitive nub.

“Lake,” she keens.

“Yeah.”

“More.”

I slide two fingers inside her drenched channel, find the swell of the spot I know by heart and press it in a slow, steady rhythm while my tongue works her clit. Noa’s thighs start to shake against my ears. Her hand grips my hair. I feel her tightening around my fingers and the flutter of her walls start and I look up at her face as I work her into oblivion.

Her eyes find mine. Feral. Wild.

I suck her clit one more time and she breaks.

Her back arches off the bed, hips canting into my mouth. Her pussy pulses around my fingers in long, deep waves and she makes a broken sound of my name in three syllables. Her whole body shakes, but I keep my mouth on her until she her hips slam back down onto the mattress.

Her clit is swollen against my lips. Slick. Pulsing.

I know not to stop. My woman needs to be worshipped.

I kiss the inside of her thigh, sucking on her clit gently while circling her opening with my drenched fingers. I lick through her folds, slowly this time, easing her down and letting the second orgasm build at the same time. When her hips lift again, I put my palm flat on her low belly and hold her against my mouth.

“Lake.” She laughs, breathless. “Fuck, Lake.”

“You’re going again, baby.”

“I can’t.”

“We both know you can and you will.”

Noa’s body was made for pleasure, and I will not let her feel ashamed about it. It’s my privilege to give her what she needs because she deserves to have a safe place to express her sexuality without apology.

I curl my fingers and press the magic spot and suck her swollen clit like a boss. She immediately squirts on my tongue, thighs shaking, pussy clenching around me in tight, fast pulses. She rides my mouth through it, and I stay with her the whole way.

When Noa’s limp with exhaustion, I kiss my way back up her body. Her stomach. Ribs. Nipples. Up to her throat and jaw.

She grabs my face and pulls my mouth to hers and tastes herself on me. She moans into my mouth, “Lake.”

“Yeah, baby.”

“I need your cock inside me. Now.”

I sit back, peel my briefs down my hips and drop them off the side of the bed. Her eyes track my body. Her hand glides along my thighs and closes around my cock, causing my head to drop back for a second because she strokes me perfectly, thumb across the head. It takes everything I have not to spurt into her hand.

She pulls me forward. “Come here.”

On the way, I hook my arms under her knees to open her wide for me. Look at her face as I press the head of my cock against her opening.