Page 82 of When the Snowman Whispered
I’d just came and my dick had not gone down and my appetite for her was here to stay.
“We’ll burn the bags.” She lapped at my belly button. I grunted and tried to pull her head back my way. She pushed me away and did swirly circles down to my dick.
Fuck. She’s going to kill me. I just need a second.
“Maybe we can burn some sage too, before we leave,” she said.
Licking my lips, I raised my hands to stop her, but couldn’t.
She sucked my wet dick into her mouth. My hands hung in mid-air. I tensed as this hot, sensual awareness climbed into me.
Jesus. This was why I was doing everything for her. Fuck. Get ahold of yourself, man.
I pulled her off me. “Faith, let me think for a minute. . .and rest.”
“I have some sage downstairs.” Spit dripped from the side of her mouth as she hovered over my dick. “Why are you looking at me that way?”
God, she’s so sexy, when she’s nasty.
“Like I want to marry you right now and then lock you up in my bedroom so no one can ever find and take you away?”
She grinned. “Yes.”
“I’m just realizing that all this time, it wasn’t just an obsession based on love.”
She raised her eyebrows.
“Back in the day, you clearly pussy-whipped me.”
“Oh my God. Would you focus?” She giggled and kissed the tip.
“Mmmm. Kiss it again for me, baby.”
She did and it damn near drove me wild.
With sleepy eyes, I asked, “What were you saying about sage?”
“We will burn it around the house and whisper blessings to get rid of all negative energy and evil spirits. I know the blessings.” She landed more kisses on my length. “Okay?”
I couldn’t get my eyes off those lips rubbing against my dick. There was no limit to the arousal filling me. In another minute or so, it would be bursting out of my pores and claiming us both.
She paused and stared at me. “What?”
“Nothing.”
“Are you down?”
“Yes.”
She smiled. “Do you even know what you’re agreeing to?”
“No.”
She kissed the tip again. “The sage.”
I gripped the sheets next to my hand and stifled a groan. “Yes. . .sage. . .burning things.”
“Yes.” And then she sucked me into her mouth again, pushing me back into that haze that our relationship had been born in. I swam in her, and she was a hot, liquid sensation pulsing around every inch of me.
