“Sensitive?”
“Yeah,” she whispered.
Not surprising, after the way I’d fucked her last night. I sucked on her clit lightly, and a soft sound escaped her that made my cock impossibly harder. “I’ll be gentle.” I did it again. “Okay?”
“Mmm.” Her voice trailed off on a moan when I lapped at her. Her hips rolled again, and her hand dropped to the back of my head, her fingers threading through my hair. “Oh god, don’t s-stop.”
I wasn’t stopping until she came on my tongue. That little catch to her voice had me holding her tighter. My sweet, precious girl. She was all I’d been able to think about for months, and now I had her on my mountain, in my childhood bed, in my family home, and it felt so right, so damn good.
“Levi,” she moaned.
“You looking to get fucked again, cupcake? ’Cause every time you say my name, moaning it like that, my dick gets harder.” I held her legs wide and focused on her stiff little clit.
She squirmed and rocked her hips. The way she was losing control for me had my own control slipping right over the damn edge. I licked my way to her opening and lapped at her juices, groaning at the taste of her. Couldn’t get enough. Her hand dropped between us, and she rubbed at her clit.
As hot as that was, and I would get her to do that for me again before this weekend was over, I wanted to be the one to get her off.
She cursed when I pulled her hand away with atuttingsound, then she groaned and tried to close her thighs around my head when I sucked her clit a bit harder than before. She gripped my hair tighter and rocked against my mouth, reaching for it.
Fucking hot.
Then she arched and cried out, coming against my mouth.
I watched her. Christ, perfect.
When she fell back, I rose over her. She still hadn’t opened her eyes, and I kissed her soft lips and rubbed the head of my cock against her wet opening. “Look at me, Addie.”
She blinked at me, all dazed and sated. I slid into her, and it was hard not to slam in all the way when her eyes widened, and her lips parted on a low cry. But this morning, she needed slow and sweet, and that’s what I was going to give her. “Okay?”
She nodded, her teeth sinking into her fuller lower lip.
“You tender inside, baby?”
Her hands slid up my back, and she wrapped her long legs around me, holding me to her. “A little, but you feel really good.”
Christ, she looked so fucking beautiful taking me. I rocked into her again, and her soft gasp nearly undid me. “Fuck, Addie, the way you feel wrapped around me.” I slid my lips across hers. “Tight and hot and perfect.”
Her lashes fluttered and she licked her lips. “That dirty mouth of yours…it gets to me.”
“’Cause we’re good together.” Her hand traveled low, and then her blunt nails dug into my ass. “You’ve never come harder than the way I got you off last night,” I said, trailing my lips along her jaw. “Have you, cupcake?”
“Ahh…” She lifted her hips, taking more of me. “N-no.”
Fuck, that goddamn hitch in her voice when I was close to making her come would be the death of me. I couldn’t get enough of it.
“And you loved the way I spanked you?” The growl was back in my voice and I was hanging onto my control by a thread.
She tried to close her eyes, but I cupped her face and slid deep, hovering above her. “Addison, look at me.”
She looked at me groggily.
“You liked having your sexy ass spanked, didn’t you, cupcake?” I repeated.
Her lashes fluttered. “Yes,” she whispered. “I loved it.”
She tightened her thighs around me, and I thrust into her faster but not harder. I couldn’t fucking handle it if I hurt her.
“You fill me so good,” she said, her voice husky.