All I Ask(91)

She takes a step closer, removing her pants as she keeps her eyes on me. “I like a man with a plan.”

I move closer, mimicking her movement. “I’m glad.”

She reaches behind her back, unhooking her bra. “And what are your plans, love?”

“Well, you’ve already taken care of step one by removing most of your clothes.”

Teagan’s eyes fill with mischief. “I like to think ahead.”

When her bra falls to the floor I fight back a groan. She’s perfect. Everything about her is desirable. My plan is to love her as much as I can. I want to give her every damn reason to get back on a plane and come home to me.

“I’m grateful for it.”

She pulls her underwear down, so agonizingly slowly that I can’t do anything but watch. I stand here like a man in desperate need of water and she’s the river in front of me. I’m thirsty for her and I can’t wait to drink until I can’t anymore.

“Derek?” She calls my name after a few moments of me staring.

“Hmm?”

“What’s next?”

Next is taking that drink.

I move toward her, my hand tangles into her long blond hair, holding her head right where I want it. I kiss her, pour every damn emotion I’m feeling into her. All my love, hope, desire for the future. Our future.

Teagan’s hands roam my body as I continue to give her everything. She reaches her hand between us, gripping my dick, and I moan. Everything feels so good with her.

I bring my lips down the column of her neck, loving that she tilts her head to the side to give me better access. “You’re perfect, do you know that?”

“No, I’m not.”

I bring my hands down slowly, grazing her soft skin. “You’re perfect for me, baby. Everything about you makes me want you.”

Her eyes close and her head falls back. I pull her down to the blankets so I can adequately love her.

Lying on my side, I look down at her and marvel. She’s truly magnificent. Her hair is sprawled out around her, eyes filled with desire, lips are swollen, and I wish I were a painter because she’s a vision.

“I love you,” she says, looking up at me.

“I love you.”

“Please don’t make me wait,” Teagan pleads.

My hand moves to her breast, kneading and then my mouth follows. I lick, suck, and flick her nipple while her fingers thread in my hair. I move from one side to the other, listening to each noise and loving when she starts to squirm.

“Yes,” she moans when I pull a little harder and then bite gently.

I shift so I’m on top of her and then start to move down lower. I have to taste her. There’s nothing like when she comes apart in my mouth.

I slide down, kissing my way and she lets out a small cry of anticipation.

“This is the next step,” I tell her before my tongue is on her.

Then, I’m much too busy to talk.

She shifts and pants as I make circles on her clit, driving her crazy, making myself harder than I’ve ever been in my life. I’m drowning in her and I don’t care if I ever come up for air. Her sounds become more intense as I push her higher.

“Derek! God! I can’t-I—” She speaks in half sentences and I know she’s close.

I slide a finger inside of her heat, increasing the pressure with my tongue.

Her fingers grip my hair, pulling just a little and then I use my teeth and she screams. I continue to extract every ounce of pleasure I can.

Teagan lies there as I make my way back up her body, needing to be inside of her, but she moves to the side. “I have a plan too,” she says as she pushes me onto my back.

“You do?”

“Oh, yes. A woman always comes prepared.”

“And what does your plan entail?”

Her smile broadens and her lips move close to my ear. “A lady never tells.”

I’m about to say something, but her hand wraps around my dick and starts to pump. Words fail me and she takes advantage. She moves down, and I’m going to fucking lose it. Her lips press a kiss to the tip and then she slides her mouth over my length.

“Jesus Christ,” I mutter, lifting my head to watch and our eyes meet.

I’ve had blow jobs before, but Teagan’s mouth on my dick is almost too much.

In countless dreams I’ve envisioned this. Yet all those nights of jerking off as I imagined her mouth sliding up and down haven’t prepared me for this.

She takes me deep, using her tongue as she moves back up. Her mouth is hot, wet, and I am about to lose my control.

I try to think about anything other than what she’s doing, but I can’t focus long enough for it to matter. When it comes to her, I’m helpless.

“Tea,” I call her name. “Baby, you have to—”

“Hmm?” she moans around my dick.

“Baby, please. I need you,” I fucking beg. I beg because I had plans, dammit. I was going to love her. It was supposed to be all about her.

She pulls off and I’m not sure if I’m relieved or I want to cry. “You need what?”

“You.”

Teagan straddles me. “Then have me you shall.”

She sinks down and my entire future flashes before my eyes. All the things I want are crystal clear.