Valorous(52)

I pat his leg to tell him I understand. I’m so caught up in trying to take more of him that I barely notice when he bends over me, puts his hands under my thighs and pulls my legs up and apart. Only when he opens me to his tongue do I understand his intentions.

How am I supposed to concentrate on breathing and taking him deeper into my mouth and throat when he’s doing that to me? God, it’s amazing. I raise my hips, wanting more. His fingers slide through the flood of dampness between my legs, stroking into me and back out as he begins to move his hips, ever so slightly, withdrawing from my mouth and then returning.

I lash him with my tongue, which makes him tremble. Then I reach up to touch his balls and feel him get harder and wider in my mouth.

His tongue is relentless against my clit, his fingers stroking in and out of me. Then one of them is pressed against my back entrance, demanding entry. I’m on sensory overload, the orgasm that’s been brewing breaks free, and I’m thrashing under the weight of him, my moans against his shaft making him cry out.

I come down from the incredible high to his finger fully seated in my ass and his tongue stroking my clit.

When my body finally stops contracting, he withdraws his finger, stands upright and slides his penis out of my mouth. It’s shiny from my saliva and so hard it’s standing up straight against his belly button as he reaches for a condom. I’m still rippling and throbbing with the aftereffects of my release when he climbs onto the bed, gathers me up against him and slams into me, triggering another orgasm. He’s so hard and so big, my body struggles to accommodate and adjust.

“I love you so much, Nat. So f*cking much.” His low growl against my ear is like an electrical current, setting of a new wave of desire that I feel in every part of my body. Gone is the cautious, tentative lover who’d worried about scaring me. In his place is Flynn Godfrey unleashed, and I love him this way. I love that I drove him to this by asking for something new. I love knowing he’s mine forever and no one else will ever know him the way I do.

He drives deep into me and freezes, his head thrown back and his eyes closed. “I’ve never felt anything better than this, Nat. Ever.”

“Me either.”

“Do you love it? You really love it?”

“I can’t get enough of you.”

“God, you make me crazy when you say things like that.” He bends over me, takes my nipple into his mouth and reaches down to where we’re joined to stroke my clit.

And just that fast, I feel the tension begin to build again. I squirm under him, trying to get him to move, but he won’t be coaxed. “Flynn…”

“What, honey?”

“I need you to move.”

“I will.”

“Now.”

He’s smiling when he kisses me.

I tug on his hair, hoping to get his attention so he’ll quit torturing me, but that only seems to make him harder inside me. Groaning, I close my eyes and try to breathe, wondering how it’s possible he can get any bigger than he already is. I feel like I’ve been impaled by him.

“I’m not moving until you come again.”

“I don’t know if I can again.”

“Then it’s going to be a long night.”

“Flynn…”

He pushes his hips against me, setting off waves of sensation that fall just short of a full-on release. “I can stay here all night.”

“Help me. Make me come.”

He lets loose with another of those low growls I love so much. “I love when you say shit like that.”

“I can tell. You just got even bigger.”

Hooking his arms under my legs, he opens me wider and slides in deeper. Then he bends over me and draws on my nipple, clamping down on it with his teeth. I discover a direct connection between my nipple and the place where we’re joined. I explode. I absolutely detonate. I come so hard that I scream from the sheer pleasure that rocks through me.

He releases my legs and starts to move again, until he’s coming, too. Pressing into me repeatedly until he lands on top of me, big and heavy and sweaty and all mine.

“You wiped me out,” he says after a long period of silence.

“You demolished me.”

“What do you think of engaged sex?”

“I’m a little afraid of what married sex might entail.”

He raises his head and smiles down at me. “You’ll find out soon enough.”