She hurried to ease back as he pulled it free of her arms and flung it across the room. Her nimble fingers went to the buckle of his pants, tearing the zipper down and then digging inside to cup his engorged dick.
“Fuck!” he yelled, letting his head drop back on his shoulders.
She pushed his pants and boxers past his waist so she could have unfettered access, and before Steele could think to push her away, she was moving her legs so that she could come up on her knees. Seconds later she leaned forward to take him completely into her mouth.
His body jerked the moment his tip touched the back of her throat and the fingers of her other hand scooped his balls and rolled them in her palm.
“You don’t want to keep doing that,” he warned. “It’s not gonna be good for you that way, sweetness. Please just let me—”
She pulled back slowly, holding his dick in her hand, and then looked up at him. “This is so damn good. I couldn’t stop thinking about it last night and then this morning when you were gone. I swore if I had another chance, I’d take it.”
Steele could do nothing but stare down into her eyes that twinkled with desire and her hot little pink tongue that slipped through her lips to lick them as if she were about to have the most delectable meal of her life. He didn’t speak another word of protest but instead watched as her lips stretched over his length again, sucking him in deeper. Try as he might, he couldn’t hold back the urge to pump inside her mouth any longer. But he did move with slow strokes, easing in and then back out, loving the sight of the moisture from her mouth leaving a sheen on his dick.
“Such a pretty mouth,” he whispered. “A pretty, hot mouth.” That he never wanted to think of being on another man. But he couldn’t keep her, he reminded himself. He couldn’t, but there was a growing part of him that didn’t want to let her go.
In response she took him in and did some sort of humming thing around him. He cursed until he thought he was going to explode in her mouth. That’s when he knew he’d had enough. No way was he coming in her mouth, not this time. He wanted everything he had to be emptied inside of her.
That thought made pushing her away from him even harder. He let her pull back and then watched as she circled her tongue around his length. Lifting him so that she could give the underside her valued attention, then adjusting him again so that her tongue could dip into his slit. Jolts of pleasure speared from the base of his spine straight to his dick and spurts of pre-cum escaped. She licked every drop, looking up at him with lust-filled eyes as she did. He moved his hands so that his thumbs brushed the sides of her mouth.
“Do it again,” he told her.
She did, licking the next drops and swallowing them while keeping the sexiest look he’d ever seen. Then she wrapped both hands around him, giving him a warm hand job that Steele knew would make him come in just a matter of minutes.
He pulled away from her then and pushed her onto her back. Before she could speak he was lifting one of her legs, dropping it onto his shoulder seconds before sinking deep inside of her. What was meant to start his thrusts into her had instead rendered him completely still. She was so tight, even though he’d just been inside her last night. And so warm, her muscles tightening around him like a glorious glove holding him securely within her depths. Turning his face, he kissed the arch of her foot once more, closing his eyes and again dedicating this moment to his memory, because it would indeed have to last him forever.
After a few seconds he opened his eyes and looked down at her. Her lids were partially closed, eyes glazed as she stared up at him. She’d moved her hands up to her breasts, her thumbs circling over her nipples. Desire soared through him and the beast rose up on its hind legs, its head drifting back.
Steele pulled back until the tip of his dick rested at the rim of her opening, then slid deep again in a long, slow stroke that left her moaning. Again and again he moved so slowly and so intentionally that they were each moaning, hissing and trembling. Her hands gripped her breasts as one of her legs stayed flat on the bed, the other held high up on his shoulders, her toes wiggling, head thrashing against the pillows.
He couldn’t stop moving inside her and wouldn’t allow himself to stroke any faster. This moment needed to last as long as it possibly could because Steele knew this would be their last. It dawned on him seconds before she arched her back and screamed with the intensity of her release, that she was the one to bring him out of his celibacy and she would be the one to start the resistance once more.
“No one else,” he whispered as he continued to pump into her, loving the feel and sound of her warm essence dripping around his dick. “No one else but you.”
He thought she said yes, or it may have been another hiss. His ears were clogged with the rushing sound of his own release on the horizon. “Just you,” he continued to say, dedicating himself to her in the only way that he could. “Just you, Ravyn.”
“Steele.” She whispered his name and his body took that as consent to let his release flow full force.
With his head held back, eyes closed, it was Steele’s turn to yell with pleasure and distress.
It was just her. No matter how hard he’d tried,
