I buck into her hand, under her tight grip, and she smilesback up at me. I reach down and cup the nape of her neck, a bit amused when I see her soaked thong on my wrist. What really catches my attention though is the look in her eyes—she knows that she owns me. I’m glad she is finally realizing the power she has over me, because she deserves it.
She holds that eye contact that burns into my soul and just when I think she couldn’t be sexier, she lowers her lips onto my cock and drops a hand to her clit to play with herself.
Yeah. I fucking love her.
CHAPTER 41
KELSEY
His hooded eyesnever look away from me and I feel so empowered to have his focus on me like that. I lower my mouth further onto his thick cock, not realizing how much I craved the heavy feel of him in my mouth. After everything he’s said and shown me today, I’ve desperately wanted this moment alone with him.
He looks down at me again and beyond his hungry grin, I can see the love he professed earlier. His need is palpable and I want to make this man that showers me in affection feel as good as he deserves. I start to work the base of his shaft in my hand while his length fills my mouth. I drop my hand between my legs and swirl my fingers over my swollen clit and I can feel how wet his gaze makes me. It’s not a surprise by the way I was able to ease the toy in so quickly, but I love seeing how my body responds to him.
It’s a challenge to take even this much of him in my mouth and I feel a tear prick the corner of my eye. He wipes it away with his thumb and rubs my hollowed out cheek. “That’s my Shadow. Always so stubborn, but you’re so pretty trying to take my cock.”
He swipes his other thumb over the phone and I feel thetoy’s intensity increase. I whimper around his cock in my mouth and he hums to himself and smirks back at me. “Did you like that?”
I tighten my grip on the base of his cock and bob my head a little bit quicker. His whole body shudders and I playfully glare up at him. He cups the nape of my neck and gently rubs my heated skin while I bob my head even faster and deeper as my mouth relaxes.
He hisses and I feel his warm body tense. “Fuck, yes. Just like that. We’re both going to get there if you keep that up.”
He swipes his thumb over his phone again and the vibration changes to rhythmic pulsing deep in my pussy. I don’t mean to, but my body reacts and my cheeks hollow around him and my walls clench around the toy as he pushes me closer to the edge. “Yeah, there you go. I want to fill your mouth with my cum so bad. That’s what you want, right? Because you’re so fucking good at taking me in your cunt and in your mouth.”
I normally hate praise because it feels condescending, but coming from him, I know it’s genuine and from a place of love. It makes my need for release urgent so I increase the pressure with my fingers and continue to work his cock faster. His fingers tighten on my nape and I can see his abs start to flex and tense. “You like taking my cock like that, don’t you?”
I hum my approval around his length and swirl my tongue over the velvety crown. He moans and I watch his hand tighten around his phone and it sends one more jolt of pleasure through me. With one last flick of my finger over my clit, I come undone. I cry his name out in ecstasy, but it’s muffled by his length in my mouth.
“Oh, fuck yes. You’re so beautiful coming with me in your mouth.”
Preening from his praise, I hollow my cheeks again and lower my mouth down onto him one last time, taking as muchof his length as I can while my body thrums with pleasure and the corners of my vision blur.
That is enough to push him to join me in our shared blissful climax. He groans and rocks his hips forward once, dropping the phone to the floor. He clutches his thigh and his fingertips tense and dig into his muscular flesh. Then I feel his cock pulse and he drains into my throat. His hot cum mixes with my spit and I look up to find his blue eyes smoldering back at me. He rubs the pad of his thumb over my cheek again and I swallow every last drop, holding his gaze.
“Damn, you’re perfect,” he says softly, his chest heaving with each breath.
When I ease my mouth off his cock, he bucks his hips at the sensation and I let out a laugh. “Is that what you dreamt of happening in your old room?”
He shakes his head and slumps onto the bed next to me. He brings his lips to mine in a heated kiss that catches me off guard. “Not in my wildest dreams did I ever think I’d be with someone like you.”
This walkthrough town to the rehearsal dinner at the Sterlings’ house was exactly what I needed after the morning we had. I want to say I’ve never come that hard before, but every time with him feels like that. I think I even succeeded in sucking out his soul because we both fell asleep within minutes and took a much needed nap.
When I woke up, he was already gone to help with dinner prep for tonight. I put on my flowy sundress and smiled when I remembered how he looked at me the first time I wore it on his balcony. I’ve never been much for color, partly because with my pale skin it feels like they pop so much and make me stand out more than I like. When he drinks me in likehe did that night though, I find myself not caring about anyone else because I crave his eyes on me.
That thought alone made me feel like I’ve had an extra bounce in my step for the entire walk through town. Maybe the orgasm a few hours earlier had something to do with it too, but either way I enjoyed my stroll past all of the old storefronts. The diner in particular caught my eye and if we have time, I want to get breakfast there because I remember Sutton’s story about them having cereal on the menu because of him. The whole place reminds me of exactly why I wanted to live in Jackson so much. Say what you want about small towns, but I love being able to walk everywhere.
After making my way down another block and past all the charming craftsman bungalows, I reach his family’s home and my breath hitches. It is a gorgeous Victorian style house on a sprawling corner lot with a beautifully landscaped yard, complete with a white picket fence. Honestly, house doesn’t even do it justice. It’s a mansion fitting of a family that used to own a silver mine and half the town. I swing open the wooden gate and follow the noise around the back of the house to find the large white event tent right beside his family’s backyard pool. I already like the vibe that they have going. He said the wedding would be small—around fifty people—and by the looks of how the tent is set up for the rehearsal tonight and reception tomorrow, it should be perfectly cozy and intimate. That thought brings a smile to my face and a warm feeling in my chest because I know how Sutton loves catering intimate settings like this.
I peer around and note the beautiful flowers adorning the table settings in the tent. Everything is gorgeous, but my eye catches on something else. Back behind the tent at the end of the long driveway is the vintage food truck. I immediately make my way to it and stand on my toes to look into thewindow. I see Sutton, complete in his chef’s coat that’s become a turn on for me, prepping appetizers.
“I’ll take one of everything on the menu, Chef.” He looks over his shoulder and smiles. His eyes roam over me and settle on my dress and I practically squirm under his appreciative gaze.
“Whatever you want, it’s yours.” He says it so casually, but it feels like he’s not talking about food.
I let out an unimpressed hum. “Good to know. I’ll keep that in mind.”
He laughs and grabs a towel to wipe his hands off, bringing my attention to his forearms that look as delicious as he does in that coat. “Keep calling me Chef and I’ll give you something not on the menu.”
He flicks his brows before walking over to the opening. He crosses his forearm on the window frame and leans down, bringing us nearly face to face. I reach up and run my fingers through his tousled hair. “Do you need a hand with anything? I’m happy to help.”