Page 45 of (My Accidental) Killer Summer (Summers in Seaside)

forty-four

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Noah

We reach the deck at the top of the stairs, and I see she’s made a few changes to it since I was last here. Mostly cosmetic, but all totally her. “I like what you’ve done up here.”

Elle smiles big. I’m so stunned I pause before stepping inside the bedroom.

“What’s wrong?” She asks.

“Nothing.”

“Why’d you stop?”

“I forgot how fucking gorgeous you are. And I just want to imprint this in my mind, so I never forget again.” My eyes travel her face trying to do exactly that.

She lets me look at her for a moment, then unwinds her limbs from around my body and slides down my front until her feet touch the floor.

And keeps going, dropping to her knees taking my jeans and boxers with her.

Elle cups my balls with her left hand and grabs the base of my cock with her right, then leans in and slowly licks the head.

Up the slit, around the sides, from top to bottom.

My body vibrates with energy and need. With love and lust. With devotion and desire.

I feel so much with her, so many things for this woman and I wasn’t sure if I would get to express them again. Part of me can’t believe I’m here.

My hand shakes as I move to hold her hair back so I can watch my cock disappear between her lips. She looks up at me with those big, beautiful eyes and it’s all I can do to maintain staying power.

I close my eyes and take a deep breath, then let it out with a long, “Fuuuuck.”

She licks down the side and back up again before taking me all the way in. When my tip hits the back of her throat, I really, really want to grab her head so I can fuck her face. I want to feel her gag on my cock until tears stream down her beautiful face for an entirely different reason.

“Jesus. Fuck. Elle. You need to stop or I’m going to come. Fuck me if I let it happen a second time and I’m not inside you.”

She giggles, but it comes out more like a muffled snort.

Then, she moans. I feel the vibrations in the back of her throat from the tip of my cock to the tips of my toes.

I feel like I’m in heaven with both her hands and her mouth on me for the sole purpose of giving me pleasure. There is no better feeling.

“Oh God! Stop baby, stop baby, stop.” I pull her up to standing, she lets my cock go with a soft pop from her lips and then I’m looking in her eyes once again.

“Hi,” she says saucily.

Fuck I love this woman.

I cup her face in my hands and run my thumbs along her cheekbones.

“Hi.” My voice is husky and emotional. I kiss her forehead and her nose.

She smiles softly. I kiss each eyelid as they flutter closed.

I kiss her cheeks, her chin, then trail my lips down her neck and breathe her in.

Citrus, vanilla, sweat - she’s heavenly.

Then, my mouth is back on hers, our tongues duel for control. I win. This isn’t a gentle kiss, that shits done with. This is about a driving, all-consuming need to once again make this woman mine in every fucking sense of the word.

She meets me stroke for stroke.

“Not gonna be gentle,” I mumble against her mouth.

“I don’t want gentle.”

My dick jumps at that.

“Not going to be slow either.”

She smiles, a wicked gleam in her eyes. “What are you waiting for?”

I lift her by the ass and pull her against me; she wraps her long legs around my waist for the mere steps it takes to reach the bed. I toss her to the center of it. “Strip.”

She scrambles to her knees and pulls off her t-shirt. The one that says “World’s Okayest Mom” I’m assuming the kids got it for her as a joke, but she still wears it proudly. She’s not wearing a bra underneath so when she falls back to her ass to tackle her leggings, her tits bounce enticingly.

I reach down to stroke my cock as I watch her. Finally having the real thing in front of me instead of just memories. She sits halfway up to watch me; legs crooked to one side with her torso leaning on one arm and her head cocked just so with her hair spilling down around her.

“Did you leave your panties on?” I chastise.

She nods, her face flushes.

“You’re a naughty girl, aren’t you?”

She nods again, a sly smile just shy of cresting her lips.

I toe off my shoes and socks and push down my jeans and boxers. My cock juts out as though reaching for her.

I get it buddy. We’re almost there.

I crawl up the bed toward her, she straightens and lies back, scooting down slightly until our bodies are aligned.

Her flawless skin gleans in the early morning light, long legs falling open to accommodate my hips, nipples peaking with excitement, our bodies readying to resume a dance we perfected long ago.

I lean in and flick the tip of her nipple with my tongue, then lathe around it until it’s hard and glistening with my saliva. to lathe the side of her breast with my tongue, then bring it up to flick her nipple.

“Oh God, Noah,” she moans.

I move to the other side, not wanting that breast to feel left out. Then I bring them together so I can do everything to both at once.

Kiss. Lick. Suck. Bite.

I can’t get enough.

They are full and ripe and luscious; they fill my palms perfectly. “I missed your tits, beautiful.”

“They missed you,” she pants.

I hold them and let my thumbs continue to flick the tips as I kiss my way down her front. My nose grazes the sensitive skin around her belly button and her body jerks involuntarily.

Her hips arch up as my tongue traces the band of her panties. I can smell her desire. It’s intoxicating.

I take my time peppering kisses along her navel and the top of her panties before pushing my nose into her and inhaling deeply through the silky material.

“Ohmigod, Noah!”

“God, Elle, you smell so good.”

I lick her from the outside of her panties and can practically taste how delicious she is.

“I thought this was going to be quick?” She pants.

I smile and ghost my lips along her inner thighs reveling at her sharp intake of breath and the little moan that follows.

I can get off on just the noises she makes when she’s turned on alone.

She fucking wrecks me.

My lips travel back to her center, and I push the silky material to the side with my tongue to get to the succulent flesh underneath.

“Fucking fantastic.” I lick her again, moving up from bottom to top, savoring every delicious part of her.

I’m in awe of her beauty as she writhes underneath me.

I let go of her breasts to rip her panties in two.

“Those were my ‘I buried a dead body’ panties,” she murmurs.

“We’ll get you more.”

“Are we burying more dead bodies?” She laughs.

I can’t be bothered to answer. Not when she’s spread her legs, and I have such a beautiful display in front of me.

Her pussy glistens, pink folds beckoning me to come and play. I run a finger through her arousal and spread it around the edges and her clit. She’s fucking soaked.

“You’re so wet, baby.”

She moans in response.

“That for me?” I ask, my voice hoarse. She nods.

“Fuck yes, it is.” I groan and my dicks jerks impatiently against the mattress. My fingers pump in and out slowly covered in her wetness, my tongue circles her clit. Her breath quickens and her body tenses.

“Ohmigod, Noah. Ohmigod. That feels… Oh! Don’t stop. Please don’t stop!”

I close my lips around her and suckle at her clit. My fingers curve inside her to hit that special spot that makes her crazy. Increasing in speed and pressure as her moans grow louder.

“Oh! Noah! Ohmigod! Oh God!” Her body stiffens, her inner channel clamps down on my finger, and her juices coat my face and fingers as her climax rockets through her.

I keep licking, slowing my pace until it’s more languid and leisurely.

She puts a hand to my forehead and tries to push my head away. “No more. It’s too much.”

I pull my fingers out and lick them clean.

“I can eat you every day, for every meal, you taste incredible.” I move to cover her body with mine and pepper kisses along her neck and jawline.

She takes my face in her hands pulls me in for a kiss.

A hard, crushing kiss with her tongue pushing against mine, nearly combative with the way she moves.

I take over the kiss and luxuriate in the feel of her underneath me once again. Her hands roam my back and ass. Mine cup her face and breast. It’s as perfect as moment as I could ever ask for. Until she pulls her lips from mine and it gets better.

“Fuck me, Noah. Fuck me now.”

I can’t deny this woman anything she asks. So I do.