Page 88 of Never Stop

I’d also never get the image of this moment out of my head. Easton in his tux, me in my white wedding dress, and Easton pleasuring me with his mouth.

My hands reached down, grabbing his sandy-blond hair as I pushed his face deeper. Easton’s tongue was in me as far as he could go, moving in and out as he fucked me with his face. He sucked on my clit, and the pleasure radiated through my entire body.

He sucked.

I moaned.

He lapped.

I withered.

He groaned.

I came.

Easton stood, and I eyed him as my body started to come down from its high. He reached out a hand and nudged for me to take it. I reached up, and he pulled me until we were standing face to face.

“I have to admit, I wanted to do that at our wedding.”

I laughed. “I’m pretty sure people would have noticed we were gone.”

He shrugged and started to walk in a circle around me. The room still glowed from all the candles and even though we weren’t in bright light, I could tell his eyes were smoldering. “That would have been their problem. Too bad we were too busy.” I nodded. I didn’t even have time to sit down after the dinner I didn’t eat.

“However,” he continued, “this way we don’t have to rush.” Easton ran a finger along my bare shoulder, dragging it across and then down my back. “I love your dress by the way. Seeing your exposed back all night was driving me crazy, though. All evening, I pictured my lips pressing soft kisses on your shoulder.” He kissed my shoulder, and I sucked in a breath. “And up and around your neck.”

His mouth moved from my shoulder to the side of my neck and down the back. He placed his hands on my hips. “Running my tongue down the center of your back.” I heard his pants crinkle as he started to bend down.

I felt his hot, wet tongue glide down my back causing goosebumps to rise along my skin. His hands simultaneously ran up my side, and he hooked a finger in each spaghetti strap, slipping the dress down. My head dropped forward, my eyes closing as the dress pooled at my feet and I was left standing naked in front of him.

“Nipping at your ass,” Easton continued his words that were causing my belly to dip in anticipation. Then his teeth sank slightly into the skin on my butt cheek. “Then I pictured your legs wrapped around my waist as I was buried so far deep into you that I swore you took more of me than just my last name tonight.” He tugged at my silver strappy sandal, indicating for me to lift my foot so he could remove my shoes. After removing my shoes quickly, he spun me to face him. He was still down in a crouched position, and he looked up at me. His steel-blue eyes met mine.

“You know I’d give you more than my last name. I’d give you my life.”

I cupped his cheeks with my hands. “And I’d give you mine.”

He cracked a smile. “Your last name?”

I snorted. “My life. You’re my world.” And that was true. Without Easton, there wasn’t a world I wanted to be in.

He was my love.

My one.

My only.

Easton stood, grabbing my hand as he stepped the few feet back to the bed. “And you’re mine.”

He shifted, causing me to turn with him and the backs of my legs hit the side of the bed. I sat and crawled back as he stepped closer. Easton began to tug at his tie, and I reached up to help him, but he shook his head and stepped back. “I can undress myself. You need to get in the middle of the bed before I throw you there and maul you.”

I laughed at his sudden change in demeanor. My body was humming, and I could only image how turned on he was. I pushed my body back to the middle of the bed, moving the black silk bag out of the way. I didn’t care about the rose petals at that moment.

My gaze turned back to Easton, and I watched as he shrugged off his white dress shirt and started working on his belt. Easton was quick removing his pants and boxers, and before I knew it, we were both naked, and I saw how hard and ready he was. He walked to the end of the bed and crawled up my body until we were face to face. My legs spread, allowing him to rest against me.

He leaned down and kissed me. I could taste myself faintly on his lips as his moved against mine. My mouth opened, urging his tongue to touch mine. We kissed for long moments, our hands roaming each other’s bodies. When I couldn’t breathe any longer, Easton broke his mouth from mine, looked directly into my eyes and guided himself inside me.

My back arched, my eyes closed and my legs wrapped around him as I welcomed him in.

“God I love you,” he said against the skin of my neck.

I moaned in response as his hips started to drive into me. “I… I love you too,” I panted.

Easton drove his hips harder and deeper into me. My hands reached around his back, trying to hold on as he thrust over and over, hitting the spot that made my body tingle. My skin broke out into a light sheer coat of sweat, ready to explode again. I opened my eyes and saw Easton staring at me.

“I love watching your face when you’re about to come.”

“I…” I gasped. I had no words as our eyes stayed locked and lighting shot up my spine and radiated through my body, sending me into uncontrollable pleasure under him. He kissed me briefly and then rose up, pumping faster and groaning his own release. We stayed connected as we caught our breaths. Then we blew out the candles and took a long, hot shower in which we came some more.