Page 28 of Saddled in Secrets (Cloverleaf Meadows #2)

The corners of Bianca’s lips tip upward, but she doesn’t stop sucking. I blink through the haze. Am I still coming? It’s tough to tell. There’s a comforting numbness spreading throughout my entire body.

After what feels like a lifetime of bliss, she exhales and pulls away. “Hmmm, you weren’t kidding.”

I scoop her off the floor and into my arms, hugging her tight enough to suffocate. “Fuckin’ love you.”

Bianca clings onto me with the same ferocity. “The blowjob was that good, huh?”

“Better,” I tell her.

My stride is wobbly as I carry her to the bed. I get myself sprawled out in the center, still cradling her flush against me. She blinks while gathering her bearings. The stunned expression is too adorable to resist.

A fresh blaze of heat rushes under my skin as our lips collide.

I’m already hard again, or maybe my dick never deflated.

This woman has me in a constant state of arousal.

She realizes it and wiggles to break free.

My grip loosens, but only enough for her to straddle my lap.

There’s a sparkle in her green eyes when she breaks the kiss. But that’s not the plan.

Before Bianca can gain the upper hand, I spin her around and position her pussy above my mouth. Her addictive scent floods my nostrils. Arousal strokes me at a punishing pace to confirm it won’t take much to get me off again.

She squeaks and bucks her hips when I tongue her clit. “What—?”

Tangy honey slides down my throat like the finest wine. “Gonna ride my face, Princess.”

“Oh.” And then she seems to notice what’s right in front of her. “Well, this is fun.”

The instant her lips wrap around my tip, I’m smacked with a grave error in judgment.

Bianca’s multitasking skills give her an advantage.

This is just another opportunity to annihilate the competition.

Her hand grabs onto my base, squeezing gently while sliding upward to form a seal with her mouth.

All my blood and selfless intentions flood south.

But that’s not enough for her. She cups my balls in her other palm and massages them like sore muscles.

Meanwhile, I’m barely functioning. Her pussy is spread directly over me for a bottomless feast. That snaps me out of it.

I ignore her tongue swirling laps around my cock and use mine on the task astride me.

When I hit the spot, she jerks against me.

My lips latch onto those sensitive nerves, pulling her in.

Bianca cries out, but the noise is muffled. I’m serenaded by the sweet sound of her gurgles. It spurs me faster. With the arm I have cinched around her hips, I grind her down until I’m buried alive. She’s so slick for me. My mouth slides forward and back on a slippery cycle.

From there, we each find our own rhythm. She attempts to choke herself on my length while I fuck her tight cunt with my tongue. When I nudge her clit with my chin, she squirms and smothers me. I’d gladly give my last breath eating out this woman.

A groan rumbles through my chest when she drenches me to the point of dribbling down my neck.

The coarse texture from my stubble must really stimulate her.

I rotate my jaw to give her more. Bianca increases the speed of her motions to chase mine.

My insatiable appetite gorges on her, but I’m nearing the edge too fast. I drag a finger through her sex and trace an uncharted path to her ass.

When I reach her puckered rim, I apply the slightest pressure.

Bianca squeals, turning rigid in my grip. A gush quickly follows when her climax strikes. Her hips snap, swiveling for more friction. I grunt into her pussy as she attempts to drown me. My throat works to swallow every drop.

Her heavenly flavor soaks me in satisfaction.

The intensity of her orgasm triggers my own and I bellow around a mouthful of delicious cunt.

That regains Bianca’s attention. Even in the throes of passion, she cares for my needs.

Her mouth covers my cock just as I start to spurt.

The sensation of releasing into her warmth has me jetting harder than a hose.

I can’t comprehend the stream when she laps me to completion.

My balls might actually be empty after this.

Once I’m wrung dry, I collapse into the mattress. Bianca slumps on top of me with a sigh. The glorious view of her wet pussy remains straight ahead. I could get used to this.

As if hearing my thoughts, she pats my thigh with a sloppy palm. “We’re very compatible, Stalker.”

I press a kiss to her inner thigh. “Almost there, hmm?”

Bianca nods. “Don’t think you’re off the hook for that anal probing.”

My chuckle jostles her. “Add it to the list of secrets to share.”

She huffs. “That’s not a secret.”

“The fact you loved it might be.”

“Pretty sure I can’t deny that.” She rolls off me in a graceful maneuver. Her stomach grumbles loudly in complaint. “Gonna need to feed me more than your semen unless you want me to waste away.”

I’m on my feet in the next breath. “What’re you in the mood for?”

Bianca’s heated gaze tracks me while I tug on my boxers. “I believe you mentioned grilling me a steak.”