Page 68 of Mended Fences

Then, June 2024

“I will be here every day,”I mumbled against the soft skin of Elena’s inner thigh, “for the rest of my life, as long as you’ll have me.”

Her giggle quickly turned to a low moan as I slipped my tongue inside her perfect pussy. My hands pressed against her thighs, stretching her wider, giving me better access to devour her dripping wet cunt.God, she tasted good.

The cool cotton of the expensive sheets she’d bought for her new bed in the cottage was soft against my dick as I subconsciously ground my hips against the mattress while I devoured her.

Not a day had gone by in the last two months that I hadn’t tasted at least one set of her lips. But more often than not, I found my face buried between her thighs. It wasthe fastest way to get her off, and I loved to make my girl come.

“Oh, god, Chase.”

She panted.

“Yes!”

She moaned.

“Right there.”

She screamed.

“Don’t stop.”

She begged.

“I’m gonna come.”

She shattered.

Nothing was more satisfying than bringing Elena pleasure. She’d been deprived of it for too damn long, so no way in hell was I letting a day pass without getting her off.

Bonus? She always returned the favor.

“I think I should start timing you,” she said as her chest rose and fell rapidly.

I laughed as I trailed kisses up her stomach, between her breasts. “Why’s that?”

“You’re getting too good at this.”

I reached her neck, pressing a kiss to her fluttering pulse point. The sweet scent of her perfume mixed with the salty taste of her sweat.Mine. All mine.

“That’s because I’m addicted to making you come,” I murmured against her throat. “Love watching you fall apart.”

Her fingers tangled in my hair, nails scraping my scalp in that way that drove me wild. “I’m getting spoiled.”

“Good.” I nipped at her collarbone. “That’s exactly what I want.”

Elena tugged my hair, pulling me up to look at her. Those dark eyes of hers sparkled with lust. “My turn.”

Before I could protest, she flipped us over with surprising strength.Damn, my girl’s got moves.

Her lips traced down my chest as her hand wrapped around my cock. All coherent thought fled my brain.

Elena’s talented fingers stroked my length as her hot mouth descended. The moment her lips wrapped around my cock, my eyes rolled back in my head

“Fuck, Elena,” I groaned, fisting the sheets. “You’re too good at that, too.”

She hummed in response, sending vibrations through my entire body. Her tongue swirled around the head before she took me deeper.Christ, I’m the luckiest bastard alive.