Heat rushed through his body, need for her like a punch in the gut. His cock throbbed painfully. He parted her with his thumbs and her hips lifted off the bed.
“Oh God.” Her head fell back as he licked his way through her folds. He stiffened his tongue and dipped into her opening, tasting her arousal, then kissed her folds, little suckling kisses, gentle and delicious.
“Sweet, Amber. You taste sweet, like peaches.”
She arched with pleasure. “Oh my God, you’re good at this.”
Pleasure swelled in his chest. He loved giving this to her, making her tremble and come apart. He took his time, bestowing tender kisses and gentle licks. He pulled her swollen flesh into his mouth, gently released it, and moved to the other side and did the same. Then he moved his mouth up, and suckled his way to her pulsing clit. When he finally took it into his mouth, tugging and nibbling, his teeth holding it while he licked over it, she exploded.
He damn near exploded too.
She cried out, body arching, spasming, digging her heels into the mattress, pressing up into his mouth. He tasted her excitement, felt the wetness against his tongue and lips. “Jesus,” he muttered against her pussy, still giving her little licks and sucks, drawing out every last quiver of delight until she lay limp.
“Oh my God, oh my God.” She fell flat on her back, chest heaving.
“Enough groveling?” He lifted his head.
A laugh bubbled out of her. “No. No, I think you need to grovel some more.”
He grinned, but his smile faded as he stood. He stripped his clothes off and rolled on a condom. Naked, he moved over her on the bed. First he kissed her mouth, his lips opening her to him. He slid his tongue inside and stroked hers. More heat built in his groin and electricity buzzed over his skin.
He shifted to take a nipple in his mouth and suck, then rubbed his tongue over it. She tasted so sweet and her whimpers told him she loved what he did to her. He moved to the other nipple, tasted it too, played with it with his mouth while his fingers plucked at the other, tested the weight of her breast, squeezed it gently.
“That feels so good.” Her fingers sifted through his hair. Her body twitched and writhed against him. “So good.”
He drew back to study her nipples after his attention, so pretty and pink and tight. He leaned down and licked his tongue across each taut peak, making her shiver yet again. He moved over her and she reached for his cock, long, hard, and throbbing. Her hands on him felt sublime, soft yet firm, stroking him in long pulls that had pleasure licking over his skin.
“Inside me,” she said. “Please.”
“Yeah.” He let her guide him into her, felt her wetness, then her heat, surrounding the head of his cock. Hot velvet, squeezing him. A low, rough sound tore from his throat. He held his weight on his elbows and straightened his arms a bit to hold his body higher. She parted her legs wider, and he pushed into her. The air ripped out of his lungs.
“Amber, God.”
“I know.” Her hands clutched his ass, pulled him deeper. “Fuck me, Duncan.”
His groans mingled with her sighs as their bodies came together, perfect, easy, right. He surged into her, their connection intimate, joining not just their bodies but their hearts and their souls. Something touched him inside, a searing, exquisite sensation that he knew was love.
His hands framed her face, and his gaze held hers. He saw his own devotion, his own longing, his own hope reflected in her eyes, pulling him in. “I love you, Amber.”
Her hands stroked over his back and he felt the tenderness in her touch, heard her pleasure in her muffled whimpers, leaned in and felt her love in the brush of her breath against his mouth. “I love you too.”
He felt her climax when her body tightened beneath him and around him, squeezing him inside and out. She cried out and he watched her face, humbled by her beauty, by the ecstasy he saw there because of him, awed and gratified by her love. Pressure built at the base of his spine and in his balls, building to his own exquisite peak of pleasure. Her hands gripped his hips as he drove into her one…more…time…and exploded. Lights sparkled as his lids squeezed shut with the intensity of his orgasm, and when he poured himself into her in long, hard, almost painful pulses, he felt truly joined to her. He pressed his cheek against the top of her head and smiled.
Later, they cuddled together. “Baby.” He stroked her back. “I want to take care of you. I want to solve all your problems. Do you need money?”
Her body tensed. “No.”
“Be honest with me.”
She gave a huff. “Well, of course I need money. Everybody needs money.”
“Amber.”