Page 193 of Micah

I caress her face and she leans up to press her sweet mouth to mine.

Fuck, she tastes so good.

Like a toasted bagel with butter and jelly.

And fresh squeezed orange juice.

And sunshine.

I deepen the kiss.

She moans into my mouth and tugs on the collar of my shirt, pulling the snaps open one by one.

“Please,” she whispers and I can’t move fast enough.

Clothing is yanked off and tossed aside. I’m sure I tore one thing or other by the time we’re both naked.

“Fuck, Princess, can I kiss you here?” I growl, sliding my fingers between her slippery folds.

She whimpers and nods against my neck, where she’s kissing and licking me like I’m delicious.

I push her back into the mattress gently and she spreads her legs wide, submissive and trusting—and I fucking love it.

I grab my cock and give it a squeeze while I just stare at her—all that glorious peaches and cream skin. The smattering of freckles. The rise and fall of her heavy breasts as she breathes, watching me back with her warm velvet eyes.

“Fuck, you are so goddamn beautiful,” I tell her because it’s true. Because I can’t not let her know how gorgeous she is.

Then I fall face first into her sweet pussy and I breathe her in. Christ, she’s wet. Sweet and tangy and fucking amazing as I lick her from her small, puckered hole to that tight little nubbin that’s just begging for my attention.

Eating her out is definitely one of my top five favorite pastimes.

And my sexy little Princess?

Well, she lets me know exactly how she feels about my ministrations.

Yeah, she does.

Sloane isn’t passive in this.

She’s moaning and rocking her hips against my face. She is so turned on by me that she’s pulling my hair, calling my name—and I love every second of it.

So much that I’m leaking precum onto the sheets.

The second she starts to come, I move. I slide up her body and push inside with zero resistance.

“Micah!” she yells my name, and I have to admit, I love it.

“Fuck. You’re so tight,” I groan, rutting into her.

Her pussy clenches around my length. I reach between us, using our slick to rub her sweet clit.

I pound into her now, not even trying to control my movements. She feels so good surrounding me. So soft and warm and fucking wet.

“Micah! Oh my God,” she shouts—and one orgasm becomes two.

I rise up on one hand, watching her eyes roll back as I pinch her clit between two fingers, shoving my cock in as deep as I can go—then I start coming with her.

And it’s even better than last night.