I’m Yours, Baby(20)

“I can’t believe you did this for me,” I breathed out, amazed once again by the proof of how much he’d carried me with him while he’d been gone.

“Do you like it?”

“I don’t just like it. I love it.”

“You want to show me your appreciation?” he asked with a wicked gleam in his eyes. “Wrap those pretty lips of yours around my cock and suck it.”

I loved when he talked dirty and told me what he wanted. I crawled to the edge of the mattress in front of where he stood. He stripped off his jeans and shoved his boxers down his legs. His cock was level with my mouth, and I leaned over to lick the drop of pre-come glistening on his tip, making him groan.

I licked up and down his length, paying particular attention to the silver balls on either side of the head, and then sucked him into my mouth as far as I could go. His hands tangled in my hair, directing the speed and depth at which I slid his cock in and out of my mouth. Just as his hips started to pump along with the bobbing of my head, he pulled out of my mouth.

“Nooo,” I moaned, desperate to taste him more.

“I’m not coming without you,” he growled. “You can have your sexy lips wrapped around me again, but I want you to do it with my face buried in your sweet pussy.” He stripped me out of my clothes before dropping onto the mattress next to me. “Slide your ass up here and give me your pussy, beautiful.”

I scooted backwards and straddled his face, hovering over him until he grabbed my hips and yanked me onto his lips. I leaned forward and sucked his hardened length back into my mouth and swirled my tongue over the head. I wasn’t going to last long, not with the way he was devouring my pussy, but I was determined to take him with me.

My cheeks hollowed out as I sucked hard, humming against him to add a bit of vibration. His hips surged in rhythm with my movements, his tongue lapping at my clit while two of his fingers thrust in and out of me. Tilting to one side, I stroked a finger down his balls and pushed against the skin just underneath them. He moaned again, his cock jerking in my mouth, and twisted his hand to rub me in just the right place. It was enough to send me flying over the edge. As I shuddered from the sheer force of my climax, his cock pulsed in my mouth as I swallowed down his come.

“Holy fucking shit,” he whispered as he lifted me up and settled me against his chest. “If that’s the kind of reaction I’m going to get from you, I think I should book an appointment for a new tattoo tomorrow.”

“If you want to stamp my name on your butt, I’m certainly not going to complain,” I rasped out.

“I want your name on my skin,” he murmured as he pulled me tight. “And would just about kill to have mine on yours.”

“I don’t know about that.” I’d never thought about getting a tattoo before, but the yearning in his tone called to me. Resting my head against his chest, I lay there and thought about where I’d get one if I ever decided to grant his wish as I drifted off to sleep.

***

I woke to the sound of Weston’s raspy voice, whispering in my ear. “Hey, beautiful. I’ve got to head downtown.”

I cracked one eye open and looked at him blearily. We’d celebrated our engagement so many times last night that I’d barely gotten a couple hours of sleep. I was surprised to find him dressed in a black suit, white dress shirt, and a black and forest green tie. He looked damn sexy all dressed up, but my mind was having a hard time processing why he was awake and ready to go so early.

“What’s going on?” I asked, pushing up onto my elbows.

“No, don’t get up,” he urged, pressing me back into the mattress. “Carter’s still sleeping and you need more rest.”

“So do you.”

“I wish I could climb back in there with you, but I got a call from my controller. He’s in town and wants to talk to me. It sounded urgent, and Justice isn’t the kind of guy to wait around for anyone. I’ve got to talk to him about a transfer to the Atlanta office anyway.”

“He could have at least given you a little notice,” I grumbled. “He sounds like a jerk to me.”

“Nah, he’s just a guy who hates being away from home and wants to get back to his pregnant wife and daughter as soon as possible.” He dropped a kiss onto my flat belly. “I figure, the least I can do is drag myself out of bed and meet up with him at the ass crack of dawn if it means he can get home to them today, instead of tomorrow.”

“So darn tough on the outside, but you’re really a marshmallow on the inside.”

He mock scowled at me, but I saw the humor in his eyes. “Only with you and Carter, beautiful.”