Page 42 of Maybe, Probably (Love Me, Maybe #1)

Chapter Twenty Seven

Xavier

M y eyes devour the desperate look on her face, her chest heaving as she sits her plump ass on the bed. Her tits bounce as she shuffles backwards. Her taut nipples are obvious through the sheer lace, and my mouth waters, wanting to take them into my mouth.

She lays there in the middle of the bed, resting back on her elbows staring back at me. This time is different. I can feel it down to my core. There’s still grief there, but guilt doesn’t consume me like it did last time. There’s something else in my chest.

Hope .

I think back to the talk I had with Monty and Josie just hours ago. How it’s okay to move on, that her memory won’t disappear. While I’m not ready to share that part of my life with Harper yet, I know I will eventually, and that’s all the motivation I need.

With renowned confidence, I crawl over Harper.

I settle myself between her thighs as I lean down and kiss her.

This time it’s slow, with deep, measured movements.

When we go to pull apart, Harper bites down on my lip and tugs.

The sensation causes me to grind into her core, but the friction between our layers isn’t good enough.

I quickly get off the bed stripping the last of my clothes.

I fist my cock as I stand at the end of the bed, deciding what I want to do next.

I don’t get to make a choice when Harper slips her body around, crawling toward me.

Her eyes are fixated on my length. Precum begins to form on my slit as I give myself one tight stroke up.

Taking my other hand, I collect it on my finger and hold it out in front of her. “ Taste.”

Harper doesn’t disappoint as she grabs my wrist and pulls my finger toward her mouth. Her lips wrap around my finger, swirling her tongue around. I watch as her perfect lips continue to suck on my digit as I pull it out.

“You like how I taste, babydoll?” Her head nods in quick, short movements. “Do you want to taste it again?” I grip the base of my cock, looking at her tilting my head in question.

“Yes,” she pants.

She loosens her grasp on the hand that was just in her mouth and goes to grab my cock. She whimpers when I take a step back. It’s the sweetest of noises, but I’m even hungrier for her moans. She looks up to me, confused, sitting back on her heels to kneel at the end of the bed.

“You’ll get your taste.” I walk around the end of the bed, approaching the side.

Her eyes follow my movements, turning her head to ensure she doesn’t lose sight of me.

I climb on to the bed with her and lay down on my back with my head pointing in the direction of the headboard.

“But I need to taste you too. So, get over here, and sit.”

“Oh. I don’t think I should.”

I lift my head and raise my brow in question. She has turned her whole body so she is facing me now, her bottom lip between her teeth. She looks cute when she’s nervous.

“Well, I don’t think I should given my si-”

“Don’t you finish that sentence.” I can see the insecurity behind the nerves. I don’t want her to think for a second that the size of her body is unappealing. So I sit up, curling my finger at her in a beckoning motion.

“Come here, babydoll.”

She pauses only for a moment before she begins to crawl toward me.

She settles herself on my lap, her legs outside of mine.

I graze my hand up to her laced nipples and pinch, coaxing a gasp from her mouth as she leans forward, attempting to alleviate the pressure.

The pained look on her face turns into pleasure, as I release.

I only give her a moment's reprieve before I pinch her other nipple .

“Let me tell you how this is going to go, okay?” I continue, letting go of her nipple. I move my hand and grip her chin, forcing her to keep her focus on me. “I’m going to lay back here, and you’re going to put that pretty pussy over my face. Got it?”

I watch as she nods her head. “I’m going to need the words, babydoll.”

“Y-yes.”

“Good girl. Then, you’re going to wrap those luscious lips,” I emphasize by licking across her plump bottom lip. “Around my cock and suck. And the entire time? You will be sitting on my face.”

“But I don’t want to suffocate you.”

A chuckle leaves my mouth. “You never could, babydoll, but ah, what a wonderful way to go it would be. My face buried in my girl's pretty cunt.”

An audible intake of breath comes from her, followed by a shiver that tracks down her body.

Her pupils are fully blown with lust, that plump bottom lip caught between her teeth.

Her cheeks are flushed, and I map how it travels all the way down to her chest. I release her chin and trail my hands down her body.

I cup her ass and give it a quick squeeze before I swat it.

I flop back on the bed, briefly lifting my head and eyebrow in question.

She hesitates only for a second before she positions herself over my face.

My body is thrumming in anticipation as she lowers herself.

In the next moment, I feel her tongue glide over the head of my cock.

I close my eyes briefly, savoring the feel of her tongue as she tastes me.

My cock is enveloped by warm, slick heat, causing me to groan.

I don’t wait another second as I reach up to her and pull her down to my mouth.

Spreading her wide, my first lick starts from her swollen bud, and travels all the way down to her puckered hole.

I feel a gasp around my cock as she tries to pull away, but I hold on to her tight, not letting her move an inch.

I lick and suck her folds, savoring in her taste.

Her tangy sweetness coats my tongue with every lap.

I drag my tongue up to her opening before plunging it in, releasing a groan from her.

The vibrations roll along my cock into my balls and she quickens her pace sucking me in a frenzy.

The tingling starts low in my balls, my orgasm beginning to build.

I need her to come first though. So I double down my efforts, fucking her with my tongue I bring one hand around and put pressure on her clit as I rub circles around it.

She pops off my cock, gasping. “Holy shit, yes.” She’s panting with one hand gripped at the base of my cock, the other hand beside my hip on the bed holding herself up.

Her hips begin to move as she grinds her pussy down on my face.

Her arousal grows wetter, she grows hotter, and I growl my encouragement as I continue to tongue fuck her.

Her movements begin to falter. Her pussy contracts around my tongue, trying to suck it in deeper.

She’s so close, she just needs a little more.

When I pinch her clit between my thumb and forefinger, she screams as her pussy gushes over my face.

I lick with fervor, wanting to taste every last drop of her orgasm.

Her body softens, but she's still trying to hold herself over my body, as she lifts her leg over, flopping to the side and laying on her back.

She has a hand on her forehead as she stares at the ceiling.

Her breathing is finally starting to slow down.

I get up on my hands and knees, and I crawl over her.

Her swirling emerald eyes connect with mine, and then a small smirk forms on her face. I lean down and kiss her. She opens up for me so easily. Our tongues tangle, and she shows no aversions to tasting herself on my tongue.

When we part, I stay mere inches away from her lips.

“You didn’t finish,” she whispers.

A soft chuckle leaves me, and I cup her cheek in my hand. I trace my thumb along her jaw, watching the movements before I reply. “Oh babydoll, I’m not done with you just yet.”

I quickly jump off the bed and go to my nightstand where I put my condoms. I pull one out quickly and toss it on the bed before I join her again.

Her eyes stay locked on me as I resume my position.

The hand that rests at her side begins to grip the sheets, the anticipation of what comes next adding to the tension in the room.

Her eyes dart back and forth across my face, her eyes wide, so dark and intoxicating .

“We don’t have to do this if you aren’t ready.” I understand the shit she went through, and how that might make her hesitate to be intimate with me. “I won’t push you. I want things to go right when this happens. If now isn’t the time, then that’s okay.”

Her hand that was gripping the sheet moves up to grasp my side.

“No,” she says, exhaling. “I want this…I’m just a little nervous.”

“Nervous is okay. We can go at whatever pace you want,” My dick is screaming, wanting its release, but I pay it no attention though, not when this beautiful woman lays beneath me. Her flushed cheeks, and tousled dark locks that fan around her. She is the definition of sin.

Her body lifts toward me, and her lips crash with mine.

Our kiss isn’t frantic this time. It’s comfortable with just the right amount of pressure as my pulse begins to race again.

I feel something touch my hand, and it’s then I realized that Harper has grabbed the condom, passing it to me.

I quickly sit up on my knees to put the condom on.

Harper lays beneath me as I sheath my cock, and when I bring it to her core I feel my chest tighten.

This is it. After all this tension, all the times I’ve not only denied myself, but denied her when I let the guilt win.

It all led us down to this moment. I notch myself at her entrance, my eyes connecting with hers.

I begin to push myself in. Her tight cunt is squeezing me like a vise.

Her mouth drops open, and a soft whimper rushes out, seductive and heady.

When I’m fully seated in her, I take a minute to look down at where we’re connected.