The Perfect Stroke (Lucas Brothers #1)(78)

“What if I mess it up?”

“What if I do? There’s no guarantees except that we promise each other no matter what that we stick together,” I tell her, locking our hands together and threading my fingers through hers. I bring our joined hands up and kiss them. “Together, CC.”

She stares at our hands and then at me. “I’m ready,” she whispers.

The weight of those soft-spoken words curls inside of me and rips through my heart, pulling it apart and then stitching it back together in a way that I know this woman will always be here. I let go of her hand and then, without words, I pick her up in my arms and carry her into the bedroom. The next few moments are filled with nothing but heavy breathing and a blur of clothes being pulled off, ending only when both of us are naked and lying on the bed next to each other on our sides.

I bring my hand down her shoulder and arm lightly, just enjoying the feel of her soft, warm skin. I let my hand rest on her hip as I look at her.

“You’re so f*cking beautiful, Cooper. So beautiful you make me ache.”

“Let’s see if I can cure that,” she whispers, kissing me on my chest.

“I like the sound of that,” I tell her, rolling over on my back when she pushes against me. She climbs on top, her body feeling like heaven this close. She slides between my legs and drapes herself over me, letting her lips kiss down my stomach. I let my fingers play in her hair, not urging or rushing her. No, I’m just enjoying CC and anything and everything she wants to give me.

She doesn’t seem to be in a rush either. Leisurely kissing me, whispering, “I love you,” after each kiss. I could do this and nothing more than this and die happy. It might sound girly to admit it, but she makes me feel cherished.

She shifts overtop of me so that her legs come down on the mattress on either side of my body. I look up at her—a goddess, her breasts tilting out, her soft feminine curves almost glowing in the soft light, and her hair lying lazily against her creamy white skin. My dick jerks, thrusting out against her. It can’t go far since she’s almost sitting on it. The tip has somehow made it under her enough that it’s resting against the inside of her thigh and there’s a slick wetness against him. I couldn’t tell you if it’s from her excitement or my own. I figure it’s a mixture of both, and I f*cking love that idea. I shove down the urge to roll her over and bury my head there, drinking down any of the juices I find. This isn’t about me. I’ll get that later. This is CC’s show, and I can’t wait to see what she does next.

I don’t have long to wait because she slides down and then grabs my cock, positioning it lying down underneath her. Then, she settles on top of the lucky bastard. My dick is instantly enveloped in her sweet cream as it pushes between the lips of her *. CC moans above me and I look up to watch her. She’s got her hands on her breasts, holding them and gently teasing her nipples. My hands lock on her knees to stop from giving into the temptation to turn her over and f*ck her hard. I want to give this to her. I want her to take what she wants. It’s beautiful to watch.

She begins sliding up and down on my cock, painting him with her desire and riding him.

“God, Gray, that feels so good. I could come just like this,” she whispers above me, her head thrown back, her eyes closed, and her hips moving as she takes her pleasure.

“Do it, baby. Take anything you want,” I urge her. She pulls her head back up to look at me, her eyes glowing with need, desire… and love. It’s always been there. Why didn’t I notice it before this moment?

“There’s something I’ve always been meaning to try,” she says, and f*ck if that isn’t something a man loves to hear from a woman. I want to make every one of her thoughts and fantasies come to life.

“What’s that?” I ask her.

She studies my face, her tongue coming out to lick along the bottom of her lip. Her top teeth bite into the flesh and she pulls on her lip. It’s f*cking sexy, and my dick tries once again to push into her without success. She has the bastard pinned, but it’s a position I could die a happy man in. CC surprises me next. She lifts up off of me and this time it’s me that has to bite back a cry of disappointment. It doesn’t take me long to figure out what she has in mind though when she turns herself around. I kiss up her back as she settles back down.

“I don’t know how to break it to you, darling, but we’ve done this position before,” I tell her, my voice hoarse as I feel her hand wrap around my dick.

“You’ve taken me from behind, Gray. But I don’t think we’ve done this before,” she says, and then she’s backing up. I lie down as she moves so her * is over my face. The sweet aroma of her hits me and I feel pre-cum slide down my cock. Fuck, this won’t last long, and I know it was her show, but there’s only so much a man can handle. I grab her hips and bring her down on my face, hard. I smother myself in her cream that slowly drips from her sweet cunt and covers the sides of her thighs. I drag my tongue through her depths, thrusting up into her, burrowing and wanting more. I growl into her cunt when I feel her tongue sliding against my balls. When she sucks one in her mouth, teasing it with her tongue, I nearly lose it.

I move my hands to grab her ass, biting into the cheeks and pushing her even harder into my face. My fingers push into her skin and move until they find that sweet little entrance. I slip a finger just inside the ring of her ass while bringing my other hand around to thrust a couple fingers in that sweet * I’ve been eating. When I turn my attention to her clit and tongue it, her entire body shudders, she squeezes my fingers tight, and her cry gets muffled as she moves from my balls to my cock and swallows him down that hot, slick throat of hers. Her hand stays tight around the base of my cock as she tunnels up and down on my cock, f*cking her mouth with it. I know I’m going to blow. I can already feel the heated electric feel spread down my back, but I want her to come first.