“Feel that?” I muttered roughly in her ear as I walked “You’re fucking drenched for me, baby. Right through your jeans like a good girl.”
She shuddered against me, and a low, breathless sound slipped from her lips. It went straight to my groin, hardening me even more.
We hit the door, and I pushed it open without slowing, carrying her inside like I couldn’t get there fast enough. By the time we stumbled into the kitchen, I was done pretending I had any kind of restraint left.
I set her down on the island, my hands firm on her hips as I held her there, her legs still hooked around me.
“Open,” I demanded.
She hesitated for a second, her already heated cheeks turning a darker shade of pink. Then she let them fall apart, giving me room to step between them.
I looked down at her flushed skin, swollen lips, and eyes dark with want, something powerful twisting hard in my chest. “I need to taste you. Can’t wait.”
Her breath hitched, her fingers tightening in my shirt, but she didn’t hesitate. She just watched me, her eyes wide and wanting.
I reached up and peeled her top the rest of the way off, tossing it aside without looking where.
“Exquisite.” I leaned in to press a slow kiss to one nipple, then the other. Just enough to make her shiver before I dropped down in front of her.
She gripped the edge of the counter. “Thayer.”
“Fuck,” I breathed, my hand tightening on her thigh as I stared. Just as I’d thought, a dark, damp spot spread right at the center of her jeans, betraying exactly how turned on she was. “Look at you. So fucking wet, and I haven’t even gotten between your legs yet.”
I shifted closer, and I felt my steel rod leak against my briefs.
“Gonna make a mess on my face, aren’t you? Soaking little pussy already begging for my mouth.”
Her whole body shuddered, a helpless sound slipping past her lips as her hands found my shoulders, holding on.
I didn’t give her time to think. My fingers went to the button of her jeans, popping it open, then dragging the zipper down slow, my knuckles brushing over the soaked center of her panties in the process. She jerked at the contact, her breath catching sharply.
“Easy,” I murmured, though there was nothing gentle in the way I watched her.
I hooked my fingers into the waistband and dragged her jeans down her legs, taking her underwear with them and leaving her bare to me. Denim and cotton pooled on the floor, forgotten the moment I grabbed her thighs and shoved them wide, getting my first full look at her.
Bare, wet, flushed dark pink and swollen, her pussy dripping for me, glistening under the kitchen lights, open and waiting.
“Damn,” I breathed. “You’re the kind of woman who’d bring a man to his knees…if I wasn’t already between your thighs.”
I leaned in, not hesitating for a single fucking second, my mouth covering her pussy with a ravenous hunger that ripped a desperate gasp from her lips. Her sweet scent hit me hard, intoxicating and addictive, flooding my senses and making me groan. My tongue slid through her folds, tasting her arousal and savoring the feel of her silky, swollen flesh. She arched, her thighs trembling on either side of my head as she dropped herhands again so her fingers could grip the countertop, holding on for dear life.
She tasted fucking incredible, and I growled as I sucked her clit between my lips, flicking and teasing the sensitive nub mercilessly with my tongue. Hadley’s moans were soft and desperate, the sounds going straight to my cock.
“My pussy now, baby,” I growled roughly, my voice vibrating against her drenched flesh as I lapped at her juices. “This pretty little pussy is mine. Mine to taste, mine to fuck, and mine to breed.”
She gasped at my words, her hips jerking up instinctively, but she didn’t get the chance to process the claim I’d just made because I dove back in with renewed hunger. I ate her pussy like I couldn’t get enough of her, driving her toward the brink with every sweep of my tongue.
Her thighs shook uncontrollably, and I wrapped my arms around her hips, pulling her even tighter against my mouth. Her moans filled the kitchen, breathless and needy as they mixed with the low growls rumbling up my chest.
“Don’t come yet,” I ordered as I hooked her legs over my shoulders, giving me deeper access by spreading her wider for me. My eyes flicked up, meeting her gaze. There was desperation in her eyes, a beautiful flush on her cheeks, and her tits bounced as her chest heaved while she struggled to hold on.
“Look at you, so fucking perfect, baby.” I dragged my tongue slowly from her entrance back to her clit, savoring her whimper. “This sweet pussy is dripping for me. Can’t wait to feel you squeezing my cock.”
“Thayer,” she gasped in a trembling voice. Her back arched off the countertop, head thrown back as her hips moved helplessly against my face.
“That’s it, baby.” I slid a finger inside her, groaning roughly as her tight, wet heat closed around me like a silken fist. “Fuck,baby. So damn tight. Gonna feel incredible around my cock. You’re gonna take every inch, baby. Milk it like you’re doing to my fingers.”
She whimpered again, her body tightening as she rocked desperately against my mouth, chasing her release. I added another finger, stretching her. My tongue lashed relentless against her clit as my fingers moved steadily in and out of her juicy center.