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Always Be My Forever (Men of Rocky Mountain)(5)
Author: Alexis Winter

She slowly lowers herself to the hardwood floor. Her mouth is inches from my tip that’s already glistening with a bead of precum. She reaches her hands out, placing one on either side of my hips as she leans forward and opens her mouth.

Fuck me, this image will be burned into my brain until I’m dead.

I lean forward, bracing myself on the door behind her as I start to pump my shaft while her lips wrap around the head of my dick. She looks up at me, her big green eyes boring into mine as I slowly begin to thrust my hips in time with the bobbing of her head.

“Oh God, yes,” I groan as I place both hands on the door to brace myself. She picks up my slack, gripping the base of my cock with one hand as the other moves further back to grip my ass. I’m in pure fucking bliss right now, looking down my body and watching August suck my cock while I thrust myself deeper and deeper down her throat.

I want to come like this more than anything. When we hooked up in high school, neither of us got the pleasure of tasting each other that night, and I’ve fantasized about it ever since. I still my movements before reaching down and gripping her beneath her arms, my dick slipping out of her mouth with a popping sound.

“Was it—?” I cut her off before she second-guesses if what she was doing was good.

“It was too fucking good, baby, but I want to be inside you now,” I say as I reach down and pull her dress up her body. It’s tight like a second skin, but that doesn’t stop me. In one swift movement, I have the dress on the floor, and it takes her bra with it.

“Leave the shoes on,” I say as I pull her toward me and kiss her. I walk us backward as my tongue dances with hers. I want to consume her—to completely destroy any other man who’s ever gone before me.

When we finally make it to my bedroom, I push her back on the bed and drop to my knees in front of her.

“Pull your panties to the side,” I say as I place one heeled foot on the bed and then the other. She looks down her body at me before doing as I asked. Her sweet folds glisten with wetness, and saliva pools in my mouth. I can smell her scent and it sends a signal straight to my cock, causing it to jump.

I don’t waste another second. I rock forward on my knees, licking her from top to bottom in one long stroke. A loud moan echoes around the room as I continue my exploration. I lap, suck, and lick at her, teasing her clit before thrusting my tongue completely inside her. I wrap my hands around her upper thighs, pressing her pussy against my mouth so my tongue can get deeper. She’s moaning and arching her back off the bed as I use my thumb to circle her clit, drawing out her orgasm.

I lick every last bit of her before climbing up her body and moving us up the bed. Neither of us speaks as I roll a condom down my length and then settle between her legs. I don’t have to ask again if this is what she wants, because pleas are tumbling from her lips.

“Fuck me, Remi. I need to feel you inside me.”

Spending time pleasuring her—tasting her—is so much more than I could’ve ever imagined. Feeling her body beneath mine as she claws at my back and pants my name is more than a fantasy; it’s the start of an addiction. It’s one I know will ruin me, but I don’t have the will to resist.

There’s a connection between us, and I can see it in her eyes as she grips the sheets. I can feel it in the way our bodies meld together. This is so much more than fucking, and if she can’t see that, it’s because she’s actively chosen not to.

I try to make her see it so she can’t just chalk this time up to being drunk or young or lonely or whatever excuse she’ll come up with. I grab her hand and put it over my heart as I continue to thrust into her with long, deep strokes. Her eyes are glued on mine and she opens her mouth like she’s about to say something—like she has something to confess—but she closes it again.

We’re both clinging to the edge, our bodies so close to coming undone together, when I reach down and tilt her chin up so I can kiss her. It’s not sloppy or rushed. I kiss her with deliberation and intention—soft but firm—and I feel her tense around me. It’s a ripple effect: her squeezing my cock sends me into a frenzy as she grips my biceps, and her eyes roll back in her head as her thighs squeeze me tightly. She explodes around me and I follow a second later, thrusting one last deep stroke before freezing in place to ride out my release.

I lose myself in the moment, not wanting to open my eyes for fear that the look on her face will be replaced by something else. So I don’t. I fall forward, wrapping myself around her and burying my nose in her hair. I inhale her scent, allowing it to permeate my brain. She smells floral, like lavender with a touch of mint. I hold her close, our hearts both beating uncontrollably as we work to control our breath.

I know I can’t stay like this forever, so I roll myself off her, slowly sliding out before walking to the bathroom. I toss the condom in the trash and grab a washcloth to run under warm water. When I return to the bed, the soft cast of moonlight shines across her bare breasts and my breath catches at the sight. How was I just buried in this woman less than a minute ago and she still takes my breath away like it’s the first time I’m seeing her? She sees me looking and shyly grabs the sheet to cover herself.

“Don’t be shy now,” I say as I slowly pull the sheet off her body. She instinctively clamps her legs shut, but I place my hand on her knee. “Let me see you.” My voice is so thick and gravelly, I almost don’t recognize it.

She slowly parts her legs, allowing me to press the warm cloth to her. She inhales, making a small hissing sound.

“I didn’t hurt you, did I?” I ask, unsure even though I worked my way into her body slowly.

“Not from force or anything, just . . .” her words trail off and I look up at her.

“Just what?” I arch a brow.

“Just not used to the size.” She says it so quietly, I almost miss it, but I can’t help but chuckle. I don’t know a man alive who doesn’t want that problem.

She’s so quiet—completely unlike the August I’ve known my entire life—and I worry she’s embarrassed. Or maybe uncomfortable? I toss the cloth on the floor and climb into bed, pulling her against me as I drape the blanket across us. I don’t want her to leave. I pray—mentally begging that she doesn’t.

She feels tense in my arms. I press a kiss to her shoulder and then her neck, my dick twitching against her bare ass. I stop, not wanting to scare her off. My eyelids are heavy and the warmth of her body against mine lulls me to sleep in seconds. A few moments later, I feel the bed stir as she slips the covers from her body and sits up.

“Don’t leave,” I say as I reach a hand out and grab her wrist.

“I—I should go, Remi,” she says in the darkness. She sounds unsure, like she’s trying to convince herself that she should leave.

“Stay. Please.” I run my hand up her arm as I feel her lie back down and press her back against my chest.

The next morning, I wake to the smell of coffee and the sound of dishes clattering around the kitchen. I groan and stretch, looking down to see August’s sexy fuck-me heels still lying on the floor.

Thank fuck it wasn’t a dream. I stumble to the bathroom, taking a piss and quickly brushing my teeth before slipping into my pajamas and walking to the kitchen.

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