Chapter 12

chapter

twelve

Lizzie

My whole body bounces when he drops me on the bed, and I laugh like a little girl. He gives me a wink and circles the bed.

I pull the rest of my clothes off and kneel in the center of the bed. I’ve always been a bigger girl. My grandmother always told Annabelle and me that we got our big bones from our mother’s side. Whatever. After carrying two beautiful kids in this body, I’ve made peace with all my curves and wobbly bits.

My stretch marks are my badges of honor for motherhood. And I’m not feeling even a little self-conscious right now. Yes, I’ve been naked with him before, but that night he was mostly a stranger.

Now, he’s a man that I love. One that I know I can’t have in the long run, but I’m going to take what he’s willing to give me. At least for tonight.

“How do you want me?” I ask.

“Any way I can have you.”

His words make my heart flutter with hope. My silly, silly heart. My brain knows the reality of our situation, my silly heart still wants what it wants.

“How do you want me to make you come?” he asks.

“With your mouth,” I say.

He grins, then climbs onto the bed so we’re both kneeling. He kisses me. A long, thorough kiss that feels full of promises. Then he lays down on his back.

“Come here, sugar. Come and sit on my face.” He pats his chest.

I look at him like he’s grown an extra head. It’s not that I haven’t heard of this. I read romance novels for heaven’s sake. I guess I just thought that was something that exclusively happened in books. And probably porn.

His brows raise. “Problem?”

“I didn’t think that was a thing people actually did,” I say like an idiot.

He laughs. “Don’t give a shit about other people and what they’re doing. Just want you to ride my face.”

I suck in a breath because, sheesh, that’s hot.

“How are you this sexy?”

“Just lucky I guess.” He gives me a wolfish grin, then pats his chest again. “Face. Now.”

Well, I did say I wanted he wanted to give me. I crawl over to him and straddle his chest.

His eyes trail down my body. “So fucking beautiful.” He cups my boobs, rubbing his thumbs across my nipples. Then his hands trail down my stomach. “Look at that pretty pink pussy. You’re glistening, you’re so wet.” His eyes glance up to mine. “That’s for me?”

I nod.

“Then bring it closer and let me taste it.”

I get up on my knees and “walk” myself up to his face. And he’s going to be smothered in all of me, thighs stuck to his ears and his nose will be who knows where.

“Are you sure? Because it seems like I’m just going to be surrounding you everywhere.”

“That’s what I want, Lizzie. I want to eat you up. That was one of my first thoughts that night at the bar. I saw you and I knew I wanted to make a meal of you and then have seconds. I want to be surrounded by your scent and your taste and the feel of your skin on mine. Now get your ass up here.”

He helps by wrapping his arms around the backs of my thighs. And then I’m lowering myself down to his mouth.

I’m so turned on, I’m surprised I’m not dripping on him.

“Fuck you smell good,” he groans. Then he pulls me all the way down.

He doesn’t just lick me, he legitimately eats me. Not with his teeth, but he’s ravenous. His lips and tongue feel like they’re everywhere.

“Oh my God,” I moan.

He fucks me with his tongue while his big hands grip the globes of my ass.

“I’m already close. Holy hell, Graham. You’re going to kill me.”

His fingers squeeze my butt, and he growls into my tender skin. Finally, his tongue travels back to my clit and it’s like I lose my mind. I rock against him with total abandon.

“Graham, oh yes, just like that.”

His tongue swirls around my clit again and again. Then he sucks it into his mouth.

I come apart, trying not to be too loud, but the orgasm is intense and seems to go on forever. When my body is finally still, save the rapid rising of my chest with my labored breathing, Graham nibbles on my inner thigh.

“Sugar, that was so damn hot you’ve got my all hard again. Slide your sexy self down and ride my cock like you rode my face.”

“I’m going to have beard burn on my lady bits,” I say, as I work my way down his body.

“Complaining?” he asks.

“Not even a little. Your beard is magical.”

He grips my hips when I slide across his hard dick. “Oh goddamn, sugar, you’re soaked.”

“Your fault.”

“I’m definitely not complaining.” He looks into my face. “You sure about me going bareback?”

“Yes. Unless it makes you feel uncomfortable.”

“I’ve never done it before and I’m ready to do it with you.”

I lift his dick, notching at my entrance before letting gravity impale me completely.

“Lizzie. Fuck.” He squeezes his eyes shut for a moment. “You feel incredible, sugar. So damn tight and wet and hot. Wow.”

Wow, is right. I’m so full of him. I love the feel of his powerful body being under mine.

I rock my pelvis and we both moan. Then I lift myself up and lower back down. And my entire body feels as if it’s attached to a live wire. So much pleasure. I’m not even coming, but he’s hitting all of my good spots.

“Graham, can I move?”

“Yeah. Ride me.”

I brace my hands on his chest and then repeat the motion from before. Fucking him. And it feels amazing.

“How do you do this to me? No matter what position, you fill me up and it feels unbelievable. I’m going to come soon,” I tell him.

“We fit together perfectly, that’s why. Because your pussy fits my cock like they were cut from the same cloth. Perfection.”

“Yes.”

“You need me to play with your clit?”

I shake my head, concentrating on my movements so I don’t lose my rhythm. “No, it’s rubbing on some part of you and I’m gonna go off like some kind of a bomb. Any second now. Fuck, it’s so good.”

He takes my hands and links them with his. I meet his gaze and rock myself onto him twice more and my orgasm overtakes me.

“Graham!”

“Fuck, I’m coming with you, sugar.”

I collapse onto his chest, both of us breathing heavy. I want to tell him so badly how much I love him. How much I want to stay with him always. But I don’t want to ruin the moment. So instead I just lay there.

We’re still connected and it’s the most intimate experience of my life. I hope I can put myself back together after he breaks my heart.