I claw at anything to hold onto as the orgasm slams into me. I’m crying and moaning as the powerful release completely consumes me.
“That’s it, so good coming all over my cock like that,” Parker praises and I swear if he keeps talking to me like that, I’ll end up truly combusting.
Can you pass out from coming too hard? Because I think I’m about to.
I feel myself slipping as my muscles relax and I feel like I may end up collapsing onto the floor. Parker doesn’t let me because of course he doesn’t. Instead, he’s hauling me back into his arms and moving us back over to my bed. He falls on his back, keeping my legs around him.
He moves up the bed and pulls on the waistband of my shorts. “Take these off.”
I shift to do what he said because I don’t have the energy to be smart with him anymore. He slides my shirt off as well, and I notice he doesn’t toss it as aggressively this time. I want to joke that I don’t have a candle lit anymore, but as soon as I’m naked he’s guiding me up his body to straddle his face.
Parker keeps his hands on my ass to keep me from scooting back while I balance on my knees over his head. I reach out to hold onto my headboard because my legs still don’t seem to be fully functioning.
“Ride my face, baby. I want to feel you come all over my tongue.”
I can’t help myself. “Save a horse, ride a cowboy?”
Parker chuckles, pulling me down onto him, and the vibration from his laughter has me moaning right away. I swear this man’s mouth should be illegal because with the way he licks and sucks on every sensitive part of me has yet another orgasm already close. I don’t even think I can get myself to come as fast as Parker can.
He hums against me, and the vibration on my clit has me tightening my grip on the headboard. I grind myself harder against his mouth as he fucks me with his tongue. The roughness of his mustache along with the softness of his lips and tongue feels so fucking good.
“Parker, fuck, I’m going to come again,” I cry as my hips start to move even faster, instinctively chasing the release that’s been lingering since the last one.
“You better,” he says below me, almost like a threat.
His grip on my ass tightens, guiding me even harder against him. I’m moaning, moving, and when I look down toward him to see the heat in his eyes I lose it. I come with a cry, holding myself up with my grip on the headboard.
I faintly hear Parker growl, “Fuck yeah.”
I’m still coming down when he flips me onto my back, his body on mine and he’s thrusting into me again roughly. This time he doesn’t give me a moment to adjust, or for me to even breathe. He takes my hands in both of his, intertwining our fingers, and holding them down at the side of my head while he kisses the life out of me.
He fucks me so hard the headboard I was holding onto is now banging against the wall. The sound mixes with our moans that are hardly muffled by each other’s mouths. I didn’t think it would be possible to come again. But I also don’t know if the last release even ended because I’m tightening around him as another one barrels through me.
This time, Parker groans, whispering praises against my lips as he fucks into me so deep I can feel every inch of him. He comes; Iswear I can feel his cum and it only makes me tighten around him even more trying to keep every part of him inside me.
We’re panting against each other’s lips, both recovering from our releases. I make a little whimper noise, and it has Parker moving off me right away. I don’t want his weight off me, but he’s pulling me into him again and I don’t mind.
I don’t even care that I can feel his cum leaking out of me; I couldn’t get up even if I wanted to because my muscles were so tight that after relaxing, I just feel weak. Sated, happy and weak. In the best way.
“Move in with me,” Parker says, his voice is low. I look up at him because I’m not sure if he really just said that or if I imagined it.
With the way he’s looking at me I know that was real.
“Isn’t it a little soon?” I squeak.
He shrugs. “I’ve been in love with you since we were teenagers, I don’t think anything would be too soon. I want you and Tulips to move in with Franki and me.”
“Into your house?”
He huffs a laugh, pressing his lips to my hair for a quick kiss. “Yes, or we could get our own place. I want to wake up with you every day. I want to come home to you. I don’t want a day without you.”
I don’t know what to say, there’s not much for me to say except the one word I can’t hold back. “Yes.”
CHAPTER 44
Parker
“How soon would be too soonto propose to her?” I ask Jameson while we’re organizing the firetruck at the station during some down time.