Page 22 of The Last Love Story (Baker Girls #3)

CHAPTER NINETEEN

JUSTIN

I’ve died and gone to heaven.

I’m lying between Jade’s legs, her scent teasing me with every inhale as she begs me to eat her pussy.

I could cry with happiness. She is everything I could ever want and so much more.

From the time I was a teenager, I’ve been obsessed with women and their beautiful bodies. Any shape. Any size. I wanted them all. But Jade is a new level.

I’m unhinged when it comes to her, and the only word that keeps rumbling through my mind is mine . She’s mine. I’ve touched her, kissed her, and I’m about to make her come like no one else ever has.

Anyone else tries to touch her, and I’ll break their hands.

I’m not a dark romance boy. I’m a good old boy who wants to worship his girl. But even I can’t deny how deeply possessive I feel and how animalistic it makes me .

“Justin, please.”

“Don’t worry, darlin’. I’ll take care of you.”

Wrapping my hands around her thighs, I lift them over my shoulders, giving me plenty of room to get lost in her. I’m going to savor every moment, every taste, every cry, every scream. I need it all.

Slowly, I pull her to me until her glistening pink pussy is right in front of me.

I swirl my tongue around her entrance, groaning the second I taste her sweet and salty flavor.

I lap my tongue there for a moment as she whines in desperation.

My smile is wicked as I finally let my tongue trail up and swirl around her clit.

Her loud moan reverberates around the room, and it spurs me on. I was having fun teasing her, but I’m barely keeping it together. The friction of the mattress against my cock does little to settle me down, and the desperation in her moans makes me wild.

Gripping her thighs tighter, I eat her pussy like it’s the last meal I’ll ever eat. Ever need.

“Oh. Fuck. Justin. Yes.”

My name on her lips like that is enough to end me.

I need more. Need to feel her beautiful body come.

Her fingers card through my hair, and she grabs on, holding me right where she wants me as she rides my face. I suck on her clit, and she pulls me tighter against her.

“Right there. Please, please.”

My only job right now is to make sure she has the best orgasm of her life. I want her to forget anyone else ever existed. It’s just me. Us.

Her legs tremble and she cries out, pulling harder on my hair. I flick at her clit with my tongue, and her body goes taut.

“Yes,” she cries, and I lift my gaze, watching the way she lights up, her body shaking as her orgasm tears through her.

I keep sucking and licking at her clit until her hands go slack on my head and she pushes me away. But I don’t go far, dropping down, I swirl my tongue around her entrance, lapping up every drop as she comes down from her high.

As I sit back on my heels, she slowly pushes upright, eyes locked on me.

Then heat fills her eyes again, and she smiles a wicked, predatory smile.

“Stand up.”

I stare at her for a beat, then do as she asked, watching as she slides off the bed too.

“Come this way.” She pulls me a few feet from the bed. “Perfect. I need to be able to see your legs tremble while you try to hold off your orgasm.”

Jesus fuck .

She drops to her knees in front of me, and with one swirl of her tongue over my tip, my hand is twisted in her hair.

Then she opens her mouth wide and dives forward, taking more than half my cock in her mouth at once.

“Fuck,” I growl.

It feels incredible, but that doesn’t compare to how she looks, naked, on her knees for me.

With a big inhale, she takes me deep, gagging a little before pulling back. Her hand wraps around the base of my cock, and she lightly strokes me as she teases her tongue around my tip and squeezes my balls.

“Jade.” Her name is a desperate groan. No one has ever made me feel like this—made me feel this much.

I want to come down her throat. Come on her perfect tits. Fill her pussy. Claim her as mine in every way.

My abs tighten, and I look down at my trembling legs, and the tantalizing look in Jade’s eyes tells me she noticed too.

A shudder rolls up my spine.

Teeth clenched, I mutter, “I’m close.”

She changes her position. Keeping one hand on my base and the other on my balls, she bobs up and down on my cock .

Every muscle tightens, and I’m dripping with sweat, shaking with need.

“I’m gonna come, darlin’. Pull off if you don’t want?—”

She takes me deeper, and I grab her hair tighter, holding her in place as I fill her mouth with my cum.

When she pulls off me, breathing heavily, her hair is a mess and there’s cum dribbling down her chin. She’s never looked sexier.

My legs are mostly numb, and I can barely stand, but I offer her my hand to help her up.

Pulling her close, so our bodies are flush, I cup her cheek and capture her lips in a deep, raw kiss.

Her tongue twists with mine, and I’m completely lost to her.

We fall onto the bed and slip under the covers, holding each other and kissing like we’re the only people in the world and nothing else matters.

I don’t know what’s going to happen next, but I know I’m never going to be the same again.

I’m hers now, and there’s no going back.