Loving War(61)

“Tria, I can’t fuck you against the—oh shit.”

His words break off into a rasp whisper when I drop to a crouching position and lick the small droplet of moisture from the tip of his dick, shocking him so much that he has to catch his balance on the wall with both hands.

This is the first time I’ve done this for him, and with his body all tense and strained, I’m glad that I’ve held out. It’ll make it all the better.

Just barely taking the head into my mouth, I suck and twirl my tongue, forcing him to work harder not to thrust into my mouth.

“Baby, you’re fucking killing me right now,” he growls.



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KODE



She’s trying to kill me. That’s all there is to it.

Her mouth is heaven and hell, because it’s so close to feeling good, but she keeps teasing me. Suddenly, she takes me as deep as she can, forcing me to fist my hands against the wall as my knees try to buckle. Then she wraps her hand around the rest, and with dueling motions, she pumps, sucks, and drives me out of my motherfucking mind with unnatural pleasure.

She sure as fuck knows what the hell she’s doing, and I start finding it impossible to hold out much longer. When she does some bizarre, divine, insane combination with her tongue, suction, and the twisting of her fist, my balls tighten, my toes curl until they cramp, and I explode without giving her any warning because words can’t form.

But she doesn’t stop or even react. She keeps sucking me until she’s milked me dry, and my whole body becomes damn near boneless. I can’t breathe. No… I can’t think, breathe, speak, or even move right now.

“Must have been good,” she says while getting up, rising in a slow, sexy way that has me cursing myself for not being able to hold out longer.

I clumsily reach for her, trying to find a way to show appreciation when my body refuses to cooperate. She giggles softly, a sound that warms everything in me, and I finally manage to pull her back to me and kiss her. She grins against my lips, and then she starts pulling me to the bedroom, while I stumble out of my shoes and jeans the rest of the way.

“You need five minutes?” she asks, obviously amused by my damn rubbery legs as I stagger behind her, pulling my shirt over my head.

“Yeah,” I scoff, grinning as she starts slowly unbuttoning my shirt that she is wearing.

Still weak, I follow her into the bedroom just as she drops the shirt and stands in front of me completely naked.

Did I just growl?

She crawls onto the bed, smiling over her shoulder at me, and giving me new fantasies to work with. How the hell did I overlook her for so long? She’s more perfect for me than Rain ever was.

Like a madman, I pounce, eliciting a giggle from her as I toss her onto her back and push her up onto the bed. I settle between her legs and begin kissing down all the soft flesh of her body, making my way down until my breath brushes the part of her body that I’ve been dying to get inside.

She moans, making my cock twitch despite my recent release, and my tongue finds the wet heat waiting for me. She bucks and whimpers, but I wrap my arm over her waist to hold her in place, pushing my face closer as I take my time, teasing and arousing her to the point of making her desperate.

Each flick of my tongue has her begging, and I fight the urge to grin. Tria begging is my new favorite thing.

But I continue my leisure pace, giving her the slow build even as my erection becomes painful. Her sweet taste has me deciding this will become a regular thing, especially when her hands tangle in my hair painfully, urging me to end her writhing need.

When she finally goes over the edge, she calls out my name and holds me to her as she shakes and quivers like she never has before. Her entire body goes limp as I work my way back up her, and she gives me a sleepy, satisfied smile that has me feeling like this is exactly what I’ve been needing.

“Wow,” she mumbles, running her fingers through my hair as she continues meeting my gaze.

I start to reach for a condom, but change my mind. We’ve had these discussions—birth control, tests, all that real shit. I’ve never had a real relationship because I was too busy staying available for the wrong girl.

This thing with Tria and me is as real as it gets.

My lips come down on hers, and she kisses me like I’m the only thing in the world that matters. If I wasn’t already achingly hard, this kiss would have me fully erect and ready to go.

Her tongue dances with mine, making it a kiss unlike any other as we meld together like a unit. Each touch feels so natural, rehearsed, even though it’s not.

I deepen the kiss as I slowly guide myself into her, groaning when the heat and wetness invite me in. It’s more intense with the unobstructed touch, and I slide in effortlessly, enjoying how she doesn’t even question me, even though she knows I’m not wearing a condom.