Rebound Love (Whiskey Run Sugar 2) - Page 17

I pull her shirt over her head and let it fall to the floor. Her breasts heave as she takes deep breaths, and I rub the back of my knuckles up and down the strap of her bra. Goosebumps form on her arms, and I smile at her. Putting one finger on the hard nipple that is pressed against her bra, I circle it. "Are you cold?"

Her hands go to my shoulders. "Something like that."

I lean down and press my mouth to her puckered nipple and suckle it through the thin material. Her back arches. She throws her head back and moans. While I reach behind her and unclasp her bra, pulling it from her shoulders, I only release my hold on her long enough to drop the material and then I have her bare breasts in my mouth. I'm kissing one and kneading the other. She's so responsive, pulling me against her, her body squirming against mine. I lean up and kiss her lips as she presses her bare breast to my hard chest. I put my hands on her ass and lift her up, turning her to lay her back on the bed. She is staring at me wide-eyed. I don't dare take off my pants. Not yet. I reach for her waistband, undoing the button on her jeans and then slowly pulling down the zipper.

With a hand hooked into each side of her jeans, I start to tug, and she lifts her hips off of the bed so I can pull them down her legs. She's lying in front of me in only a pair of pink panties, and my mouth starts to water.

At the V of her legs, the material against her pussy is a darker color from her wetness. I muscle my wide shoulders between her legs and make quick work of pulling her panties down her legs. When I have her bare in front of me, all I can do is stare. She's perfection. Curvy perfection. Everything and anything that I've ever dreamed before is right here in front of me for the taking. My quietness must worry her because she reaches her hand out to me. "Lucas?" she asks questioningly.

I take a deep breath and continue my chant. Take it slow, Lucas, take it slow. I let my gaze travel up her body and meet her gaze head-on. "You're perfect.”

She shakes her head. "I'm not though."

I run my hands up her legs and rest on the inside of her thighs, pushing her legs farther apart. "To me you are."

I lean over and kiss her soft belly and then move to the juncture of her thighs. Her pussy is wet and glistening, and there's absolutely nothing that can come between us. I have to have my mouth on her. I drop down, pressing my mouth over her mound. Her hips jerk, and I put one arm over her lower abdomen to hold her steady.

She raises up on her elbows and looks down at me. "You don't have to..." But I stop her with a shake of my head and press my tongue through the folds of her slick channel.

I pull back just long enough to answer her. "But I do have to," I tell her. "I'll die if I don't have you on my tongue. One taste and I'm done for, Becca. I've never tasted anything as sweet as you. Please let me." She drops her head back down to the pillow.

"Okay," I hear, and before it leaves her mouth completely, I have my lips back on her.

I hold her open with one hand and suck her clit between my lips, licking her until she's gyrating her hips uncontrollably. With my other hand, I slide my finger into her channel, in and out, in and out. Her hands grip the back of my head, threading through my hair and fisting it. "It's too much. It's too much," she says over and over.

"Come for me, Becca, come for me, baby." I release her long enough to tell her that and then dive back in for more. I'm on a mission. I need this to be good for her. I want this to be something that she never forgets. From now on, from this point forward, I want to be the only man that she thinks about. I can feel her start to unravel, and her body locks up underneath me. She's bucking her hips. And then all of a sudden, her pussy tightens on my finger, and a flush of wet heat hits me on the chin. I don't stop, though. I keep pressure on her clit until she has come undone and her orgasm shoots through her body.

She's restless. Her legs shiver against me, and I climb up her body. "Are you okay?"

She nods her head, her eyes closed. I nuzzle her neck and then kiss her lips. I know that she can taste herself on me by the way her eyes widen. As she looks up at me, I pull back. "I want to be inside you."

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