Page 74 of Death, Interrupted

Not a question I thought I’d ever have to answer, but I wanted them to keep coming.

“Two,” I whispered.

He circled my entrance before slowly pushing two fingers inside of me, and my knees buckled as he stretched my opening.

“Feel good?” he asked, trailing kisses along the side of my neck.

“Yes…oh, Sly,” I moaned, and I arched my back when he pushed in deeper.

“You’re so goddamn tight, baby,” he praised, only making my body quiver more.

I lost focus for a moment while he thrusted his fingers in and out of me. When he told me to sit back on the bed, I was more than glad to do it because I couldn’t stand up straight for much longer.

My feet were propped up on the edge of the bed while he leaned over me with his fingers still inside, and his mouth now sucking on one nipple. I had let go of his cock even if I didn’t want to, but in the position we were in, it wasn’t very easy to keep my hand there.

I moaned louder when he sucked harder on my nipple, then gave the same attention to the other while still moving his fingers in and out of me.

Then a groan escaped him, and when he lifted his head to look at me, he said, “I need to get a taste first.”

“Yes, please,” I breathed, willing for him to do anything as long as he wouldn’t stop.

He grinned and pressed a kiss to my lips before moving down until his head was between my thighs. I fisted his hair gently, watching him closely as he pulled his fingers out of me, then pushed them back in as his tongue came out to flick at my clit once. Then he did it again, and my hips bucked.

“Don’t stop,” I begged, tugging at his hair.

His eyes moved up to meet mine as his tongue moved faster, and with every flick of it against my clit, I felt a jolt move through my body.

Sly made it so easy for me to reach an orgasm, and besides that, he also made it extremely easy for me to just let go and not think about anything else. With him, there were only ever good thoughts crowding my brain.

“Please, don’t stop,” I begged, lifting my hips to meet his tongue’s movements. “I’m coming.”

His hands squeezed my thighs, and as my pussy started clenching, he slid two fingers back inside to intensify the orgasm that washed over me in seconds.

I felt lightheaded, and even with my eyes closed, I saw fireworks burst in bright colors all around me.

“Heaven,” I heard him say in the distance. “You taste just like it.”

When I slowly came back to my senses, I pushed myself up on my elbows and watched as he moved over me again. I hooked one hand around his neck and pulled him closer to kiss him. Tasting myself on his tongue didn’t bother me. On the contrary, it turned me on even more.

With my legs pulling him in, I silently told him that I was ready for more.

“Let me grab a condom,” he whispered against my lips before he got back up to grab one out of the backpack.

I pursed my lips and watched as he put it on while standing in front of me in all his handsome glory. “I didn’t notice you putting that in there before we left,” I teased.

He chuckled and gave a little shrug. “Gotta stay prepared in case it happens,” he said, then his eyes widened. “I swear, baby, I didn’t come here with the intention of fucking you.”

I laughed softly. “I know. Don’t worry.”

“Because I’m not a dick.”

“I know.”

“And I would never use a weekend away just to get laid.”

“I know.”

“Besides, I confessed my love for you out there by the lake under a beautiful sunset, so it would truly be a dick move if I only brought you here to get laid.”