Chapter 17

Chapter Seventeen

Summer

Even though I said I wasn’t going to have sex with him, I didn’t say anything about him eating me. And that’s exactly what he did for most of the night.

He wasn’t lying when he told me he couldn’t sleep without me being right up against him. Every time I got just a little bit away from him, he would wake up and start eating me like I was his midnight meal. The third time it happened, I woke up to him between my thighs and an orgasm coursing through me before I could become fully aware.

And now… the sun is spilling into the room making me think it might be kind of late and I am wound around a very hard, very sleepy Roan. The shirt I borrowed from him has risen to around my waist and his hand is firmly on the curve of my bare ass. I try to wiggle a little so I can maybe slide my way off him to put a little space between us but instead of space when I move I become aware of his cock nestled against my mound…and there is nothing between me and it.

I roll my lips around my teeth so I can fight back the moan that wants to fall out, so I don’t wake him. Yeah, I have to remove myself from this situation, but… that doesn’t mean I can’t take a minute - or two - to feel what it is like to have someone in between my legs…and so well-endowed.

It might be just that I have nothing to compare it to, but he feels huge. And hard, so fucking hard. I don’t realize I am moving back and forth on him until his voice vibrates under me.

“Angel, you keep moving like that and I won’t be responsible for what happens to your little pussy.”

I go completely still and wait, even though I know I am good and caught. He knows I was rubbing myself against him, that I was using his big erection to find my own pleasure. My cheeks burn with a blush, and I bury my face in the middle of his chest in an attempt to hide. He moves under me making me aware that he is finding this funny. I swat at him without taking my face away.

He sobers back up and asks, “You want me to help you get there, baby?”

Do I? “I…”

His hands fall to my hips and he moves me. “You want me to teach you how to get your little pussy off?”

“Oh God.” I whimper at his words and try to rock against him again.

“Tell me, angel. Tell me you want me to teach you.”

“You know I do.” He tilts my head up so our eyes can meet.

“It’ll cost you.”

I stiffen in his arms. I want to know but am I willing to pay the price?

“A kiss.”

A lot of the tension leaves me, and I sag against him before bringing my lips up to meet his. Our mouths meld and play with each other, our tongues dancing against one another. The kiss is one filled with passion and want and has me sitting up so I can bring myself closer. The change of position puts me higher against him and in the perfect position to sit fully on top of him. His hand comes down between us and he yanks the front of his boxers down so he can fit the shaft of his cock between the lips of my pussy.

“Oh, Roan. Oh, wow.”

He slides me back and forth against him getting his length wet and hitting my clit with every glide. I was already worked up from before so that now every slick pass he takes, every nudge against the bundle of nerves already worked to overstimulation, pushes me one step closer to the pinnacle of release.

“Holy shit, angel, you are so damned hot! And wet! You’re fucking perfect! My perfect little angel!”

If he keeps talking to me in that voice, the really deep sexy one that seems to vibrate all the way through me, I am going to get a lot hotter and a lot wetter. I can already feel my body prepare to soar, my breasts turn heavy and the warm feeling in my stomach spreads to my entire lower half. There’s this sense of urgency and building pressure that is like a bomb about to go off inside of me.

He keeps moving me until I don’t know where his hot body ends and mine starts. I feel like I am on fire, burning from the sweetest flame known.

“Let’s take this off, angel. I want to see all of you.”

He pulls the shirt up over my head before I realize what he is saying. All the focus I have is centered on the pulsing nerves clustered in between my thighs that he is caressing with his thickness. When my arms come back down, my breasts have fallen into his waiting hands. The sensation of having his hands on me makes me gasp. I know we are rubbing our bare bodies against one another below the waist, but he’s never touched me like this, never been where he is now. It's a little... surprising still.

He gently cups the swell of them in his hands and for a moment I worry they might be too big. They aren’t… as perky as someone would be with smaller ones.

“These are…fucking amazing. If you get any softer…,”

I fight for focus enough to hear whatever he is about to say but he doesn’t help, ending his thought in a mumble against my breasts. He buries his face in them causing me to jerk and try to pull back to put some space between us. He isn’t having it and I feel the weight of his hand on my back as he presses me further forward so my tits are right in his face.

Even knowing it is coming, still doesn’t prepare me for when his mouth encircles my nipple and his tongue runs over the hardened nubs.

“Oh my God, Roan!” I clutch his forearms and dig my nails in before I can tell myself not to. The suction pulls at me surprising a small shriek from my stunned lips. I don’t need a minute to realize what is happening. I know right away. Roan is using his mouth… he is… sucking…

“Roan!”

I start working my hips faster back and forth on him not really in control of my own body any longer. His hands on my hips help me move hard enough that I am giving both of us pleasure with every motion. He just keeps rubbing me, bumping against my clit and then pulling back till he is almost at the very edge of my entrance before doing it all over again, teasing me mercilessly with every touch, every roll of our bodies together.

I can’t hold back the crescendo inside of me any longer and have to straighten up, to arch my body, throw my head back as I push my breasts forward and let the sweet, honeyed feeling of release rush through my body and take over completely. And all I can do is yell out his name over and over again.