He hasn’t been with anyone else for that long? I know I’ve gone on dates, but I also haven’tbeenwith anyone else since then. Knowing that he hasn’t either feels like it means something—like it means more. I don’t have to think about what it means though because he drops to his knees and wastes no time.
The sudden sensation of his mouth on me makes my head fly up just in time to watch him lap his tongue up my slit.
“Fuck, it’s better than I remember.”
He doesn’t say anything else as his tongue swirls over my opening before traveling north to my aching, swollen clit.
He said he wouldn’t last long, but I don’t think I’m going to either. His hands run up my thighs and he pulls my legs open more.
I loop my ankles over his shoulders and pull him into me further. He groans against my clit, opening his mouth wider. That talented tongue spears my entrance and I moan.
“Yes, please give me more.” I grab his hair with one hand, lacing my fingers through his dark locks. His tongue flattens over my clit and swirls around it. I’m sure if I could see his tongue, it would look like he’s lapping at that spoonful of gelato again. The feeling of two of his strong fingers firmly plunging into my pussy brings me back solidly to the man feasting on me. His tongue swirls and flicks at my clit while he rhythmically pumps and curls those fingers on my g-spot.
In seconds, years of tension builds up low inmy stomach and threatens to ignite. No—not threatens, that knot of tension is going to ignite.
He’s going to set me on fire with pleasure. The only thing keeping me from coming right now is that lingering, nagging thought that I could have had this sooner. It doesn’t matter though because his tongue works faster over my clit and the only thing running through my mind right now isneed.
My whole body is overwhelmed with sensation. Hot and cold. Soft and firm touches. My mind can’t decide what to enjoy, but it’s all so good.
He must know it because he looks up at me from between my legs. “You’re going to come for me, on my face, Shadow? I can feel your tight cunt gripping my fingers already.”
“Yes, Chef.” His eyes blaze when I say that and he increases the pressure with his tongue. “Oh, yes. Just like that.”
I guess I’m taking everything back tonight because fuck me, I’m never going to be able to eat ice cream or gelato again without moaning or getting turned on. His fingers curl into me and his tongue swipes at my clit one more time and I come undone.
Wave after wave of pleasure wracks my body. He moans and his fingers dig into my hips. My thighs squeeze his head between my legs and I feel his stubble scrape against my flushed skin. His tongue keeps flicking over my clit, faster and more erratically squeezing out a second orgasm I wasn’t expecting. He grunts and his tongue stops moving. “You taste so fucking amazing when you come.”
He stands up and looks down at me. I can see my own wetness glistening in his stubble and it makes him look even more enticing.
He runs the backs of his fingers over my heated thighs and hiseyes soften.
“I want to take care of you.” I tighten my legs around his waist and pull him toward me.
He laughs, but shakes his head. That denial makes the self-conscious bitch in me rear her ugly head.
“Come on. Please?” I reach for the fly of his jeans and thank god he doesn’t stop me. “I want to make you feel good. You’ve waited so long.”
He gives me a sheepish, weak smile. “You already did, Shadow. That was more than enough for me.”
“Don’t tell me you need a little breather again.”
“Not exactly.” He laughs before his eyes drop and mine follow. I look at his pants and I run my hand over the bulge. That’s when I feel it. His cock has to be painfully hard, but his jeans are wet.
My eyes fly up to his. “You… came?”
He nods and that self-conscious bitch dies and I don’t think I’ll ever be hearing from her again.
CHAPTER 24
SUTTON
My cock throbsin my jeans. It took more willpower than I knew I possessed to not give in and fuck Kelsey right here on the counter. I don’t even care that I came in my pants, because the way she’s looking at me, it was worth it.
Her gray eyes are hooded and her sated gaze meets mine. I see the lust, the want, the need in them. More than that, I see the unspoken words passing between us—the apologies, the forgiveness—so many things we both need to say until our bodies did it for us. With one hand, I trace lazy circles over her thigh with my fingertips and hold her hand in my other one. She finally ends our silent conversation to watch my fingers dance over her flushed skin. I shamelessly drop my eyes to her perky tits that rise and fall with each breath as she comes down from her orgasm that I can still taste.
“So…” Her eyes scan the dimly lit restaurant and what we just did sinks in for us both.
“Yeah.” I nod still catching my breath. “Glad we got that out of our system.”