Page 45 of Before You (Reckless Love #2)

Fuck, this is amazing.

I tentatively drag my teeth over her nipple, following Marley’s directions. I squeeze my cock until it’s borderline painful to keep from bursting, turned on more than I think I ever have been before. A guttural moan slips from me, and I lift my head to blow on her pretty pink skin.

Flicking my tongue once more, I can’t help myself from jerking my hand down my length again, before taking her nipple between my teeth carefully, smiling as she grabs my hair again.

I switch, having tried to keep track of what she liked, focused entirely on making her feel good as her hips shift again, seeking more.

With my hand paying special attention to her other nipple, I roll the peak between my fingers, my mind exploding as her hand closes over mine, pinching my fingers tighter as her back arches.

Before I can even try to stop it, I come hard enough for stars to fill my vision, spilling in my hand as I shudder, groaning against Marley’s sweet skin.

“Fuck,” I mumble, my face heating with embarrassment as I pull away.

“Sorry,” I apologize, pulling my hand out of my pants.

I guess it’s a good thing I started keeping spare clothes here.

“What are you apologizing for?” she asks, out of breath as she sits up, her swollen nipples on full display as I grab a tissue to wipe my hand off.

“I didn’t want to come before you.”

“JJ, I don’t care if you came first. I care about you enjoying yourself,” she says, reaching for my arm, and I take a seat next to Marley on the bed, trying to hear her words instead of believing the anxieties in my head I didn’t even know existed before now. “Were you enjoying yourself?”

“I think touching you might be my new favorite thing,” I admit, meeting her gaze. “I was trying to pay attention to what you liked, and I got lost in the moment.”

“I did too,” Marley says, and her gaze drops to the stain on the front of my dark grey sweats. “I know you don’t think so, but I really liked watching you come.”

“Yeah?”

Marley chews on her lower lip as she nods, her eyes slow to meet mine again. “I didn’t think I’d like telling you what to do as much as I did. I’ve never felt comfortable enough to ask for what I wanted before.”

I’ll be damned.

It really is this simple.

“I liked you telling me what to do,” I admit, feeling far less self-conscious than I did a few minutes ago. “Do you want to stop or keep going?”

Marley stands, moving in front of me, her ocean stare locked on mine as she pushes her shorts down, leaving her in only her underwear before lowering to her knees. “Take off your pants, amore mio ,” she says, and my eyebrows raise in surprise.

“But—”

“I still haven’t gotten to touch you, so you don’t get to touch me again until I touch you.”

I lift my hips, sliding them down to my thighs, and Marley helps pull them the rest of the way off, tossing them to the side as my cock is already hardening again. Marley’s mouth parts as she looks at me, and I feel my cheeks flush under her stare.

She wraps her hand around the base of my cock, and I’ve changed my mind.

Marley touching me is my new favorite thing.

“Holy shit, you’re not even fully hard yet,” she says, and my hands grip her comforter tightly.

“JJ, I mean this in the nicest way possible, but you’re huge .

I mean, I assumed you would be given how tall and muscular you are, but .

. .” Marley trails off, sliding her hand down the length to brush her thumb over the tip, causing my hips to jump from sensitivity.

“ Sweetheart ,” I say, my voice strained, trying to keep still and she beams up at me.

“Am I the first person to touch you?”

I nod, swallowing as I try to keep my thoughts straight. “Besides myself? Yeah.” This is infinitely better already.

The only warning I have is the slight smile before Marley gives me a taste of my own medicine, flicking her tongue over the tip, much like I did to start with her nipples.

A strangled moan fills the room and Marley watches me through her dark lashes as she drags her tongue along the underside, her hand holding the base.

“ Fuck ,” I say through clenched teeth.

“Not today. Good things come to those who wait,” Marley teases, taking the head between her lips to swirl her tongue at the same time as my hips lift. Her other hand grabs my thigh as she lowers her head taking me further into her mouth. I’m really starting to hate how she uses my words against me.

The filthy words running through my mind are stolen by the heaven of Marley’s mouth. She looks so fucking pretty with her lips wrapped around me.

“ Marley ,” I choke out her name as she hollows out her cheeks, and I fight to keep my eyes from shutting in pleasure, not wanting to look away for a second. If she keeps this up, I’m going to come again.

She pulls away, her hand still stroking me and I’m trying really hard to keep my thoughts straight. “Are you okay?” she asks, resulting in an incredulous laugh to escape me.

I release my grip on the comforter, my fingers stiff as I reach for her wrist, pulling Marley up to me.

“Am I okay? I’m fucking perfect , sweetheart.

I also feel like an ass because you haven’t come, so let me get on my knees and worship your body the way you deserve,” I say, daring her to argue with me.

“If you insist,” Marley says, mirroring my position on the bed as I drop to a kneeling position in front of her.

I pull her to the edge of the bed, opening her legs around me as I see the damp spot on her underwear.

My mouth waters at the idea of tasting her, eager to find every way to make her pull at my hair.

My knee protests before I can do anything, reminding me of its presence.

“Can you hand me one of those pillows?” I ask, and Marley freezes, her eyes widening.

“Nope, get up. You have a game in a few days, and I will not let this be the reason your knee is so sore you can’t play,” Marley says, crossing her arms over her chest.

“Sweetheart, I’m fine. I’d crawl from the other side of the room to you if it would convince you I’m fine. I’m only trying to be careful,” I say, resting my hands on her thighs, pressing my lips to the inside of her thigh.

“Are you sure?” she asks, but her legs fall further apart.

This time, I drag my tongue up the inside of her thigh, getting closer to where I desperately want to put my mouth as her breathing hitches.

“Fine, pillow it is,” Marley mumbles, and I lift my head as she reaches to hand one to me.

It feels a million times better already.

“Thank you,” I say, glancing up at my beautiful girl.

I might not be skilled, but I’m sure as shit not going to rush this. If Marley’s not dripping and begging for me to touch her by the time my mouth touches her underwear, I’ll have failed at my job.

I take my time kissing my way up her thigh, alternating between nipping and sucking at her sensitive skin until I reach her upper thigh.

I can smell her arousal, and just before my nose brushes against the material of her underwear, Marley shifts closer, my name falling from her lips.

“JJ, please,” Marley whimpers, her hand finally resting on the back of my head.

I press a kiss to the damp material, pushing the fabric to the side to graze my fingertip over her core, immediately feeling how wet she is. “God, you’re soaked,” I say, lifting my head as I find her clit, circling over it as her thighs quiver from the effort to hold them open.

“Yes,” she gasps, looking prettier than ever as she plays with her nipple. “More, please,” she begs, and this time, I watch her face as I push my finger into her, pumping slowly as Marley bites her lower lip, her eyes shut in ecstasy. She’s beautiful, and she’s mine.

“Show me how you like to be touched,” I say, barely recognizing my own voice, too focused on watching Marley.

Her eyes blink open slowly when I pull my hand away to squeeze my aching cock again. “You’re doing fine,” Marley says, and I loathe the word fine. I can do better than fine.

I hook my fingers around the waistband to drag it down her golden skin, baring Marley completely to me. “Show me,” I repeat as it takes everything in me not to lean forward to see what sounds I can coax from her.

I groan, watching as she dips two fingers into herself, and despite wanting to watch, I can’t help myself from joining her, pressing my thumb to her clit again.

Marley gasps again, her hand still on my head, dragging through my hair when I circle the sensitive nub, committing the sight of her fingers coated in her arousal to memory, and I’m done .

I wrap my hand around her wrist, pulling her fingers from her as they shine to wrap my lips around them, tasting Marley for the first time.

I look up at Marley as her eyes stare at me widely, watching me suck her fingers clean.

“JJ, holy shit,” she swears, her chest rising and falling rapidly.

“So pretty and pink,” I say, leaning in with every intent to devour Marley until she comes on my tongue. I lap at her pussy, pinning one of her thighs down to hold them open after they start to close when my thumb resumes the slow circles around her clit.

“Oh fuck,” Marley says, grinding against my tongue while she holds my head in place, the sound of her moans music to my ears.

I swirl my thumb faster and she gasps, trying to pull away as I hold her close.

“Too much,” she cries out, causing me to freeze as she sighs, her body relaxing under my touch.

“Don’t stop, just . . . slower,” Marley instructs, her fingers combing through my hair, tugging on the strands causing a rumble of approval to rise from me.

“Good boy, perfect,” she praises, sighing as my cock throbs.

Gripping her thighs, I hook her legs over my shoulders, taking a gamble by moving my mouth higher up to suck her clit between my lips.

I slowly flick my tongue over it as her thighs start to shake, but she’s not trying to shift away so I’ll take it as a sign to keep going.

“Fingers,” she begs, and I’m quick to push two fingers into her core, feeling her clench around them as my brain imagines what it will feel like to thrust into Marley.

Remembering she asked me to use teeth on her nipple, I scrape my teeth over the hard nub at the same time I curl my fingers inside her. Marley’s thighs snap shut around my head, squeezing tightly as her legs shake, arching against my mouth as she cries out my name.

My cock throbs painfully, begging to be touched as her body relaxes, giving me the chance to fill my lungs with air again.

I grip myself, my fingers still slick from being inside Marley, trying to hold off on coming.

“Fucking incredible,” I breathe out, as her eyes blink open to meet mine, hazy with lust. She slides off the bed, landing on the ground next to me, and her hand wraps around mine.

“Let me help,” she says, jerking our hands together. Marley pulls my head to hers, locking our lips in a messy kiss, capturing my moan as I come again.

I lie back on the floor, pulling Marley with me, unable to find the energy to move up on the bed as the room is filled with the sound of our heavy breathing. “One hell of a study break,” she says, her hand resting on my chest.

“I’ll say,” I agree, laughing as I wrap my arm around her stomach.

“Are you sure you haven’t done this before?” she asks, and I shake my head.

“Nope, but I’ve figured out you pull my hair when you like what I’m doing,” I say, inhaling a ragged breath as she laughs. “Give me a minute and I’ll grab a towel to help clean you up,” I say, turning my head to press a chaste kiss to the side of Marley’s.

“You’re the best,” she mumbles, yawning, and I’m too tired to argue with her.

It dawns on me later after she curls around me that for the first time in a really long time, I didn’t even think about taking a pill.