Page 70 of Meant for You

The rough edge to his voice was sexy, and if I let it, could make me nervous. I didn’t have much experience, and Dane was probably used to girls who knew what they wanted, who knew how to be sexy and play this game with him. I did not. But I wasn’t going to let that stop me. This was Dane, my Dane.

And I knew without doubt he’d like anything I did.

So I leaned in and kiss his gorgeous full lips before trailing them down his neck and across his chest. I looked up at him. “Here,” I whispered, kissing the colored skin beneath my mouth, at the base of his throat, then shimmied lower. “And here,” I said and sucked one of those silver hoops into my mouth and flicked it with my tongue, tugging it lightly, the way he said he liked it.

His long fingers thrust into my damp hair and he made a rough sound, a sound that told me I got it right, so I did it again. I felt something brush between my thighs, and I realized his beautiful cock was hard again, and I smiled against his chest before moving to the other side and giving that nipple the same treatment.

Dane’s other hand landed on my ass and he gripped a handful of flesh, growling softly. “Fuck, Eves. Baby, that feels good.”

I stayed where I was for a little longer, sucking and tugging on his taut flesh, loving the grunts and moans he made, the way his fingers tightened in my hair, the way his hips were getting restless and the head of his cock was now brushing me between my thighs more often.

I hadn’t finished tasting him yet, though.

Giving him one last, firm suck, I moved lower, over his abs, taking time to taste them as well, because they were sexy as hell, then down to his hips.

I kissed my way down one side of the deep V leading me right where I wanted to be, and glanced up at him again. Dane was watching me, an arm behind his head, propping it up, eyes blazing, lips parted.

His cock was right there, incredibly hard, below my mouth, and I nuzzled it, and lifted my eyes back to his when I reached the head, glistening and swollen.

He stilled, every muscle tensing. God, holding his breath as I opened my mouth and gave the underside of his cock a sucking kiss. His hips jerked, so I did it again.

“Everly.”

The way he said my name caused my pussy to clench and spurred me on. I took him in my hand, then wrapped my mouth around the head and sucked hard. Dane bucked.

This wasn’t my first blow job, but I was far from an expert. I knew he liked what I was doing, though, when I sucked him deeper and he spread his legs wider, one down beside me, the other bent at the knee and he growled.

I also realized I loved giving it to him.

Who knew it could be so enjoyable?

I licked and sucked and kissed his beautiful cock with enthusiasm, paying extra attention to the ring piercing the head, getting off on making Dane feel good, loving how powerful it made me feel, how sexy. How his big body trembled beneath me.

He was panting harder, thigh muscles tightening.

“My balls, Eves,” he gritted out. “Squeeze them, baby.”

Not something I would have done, but when I did as he asked, he groaned, telling me just how much he liked it.

I sucked harder, faster, while I did this, and Dane cursed, his fingers tightening in my hair suddenly. “Stop, fuck, Eves, you need to stop.”

I didn’t want to.

“Not coming anywhere but your pussy this time,” he said and hooked me under the arms and forced me to release him.

Then I was flipped to my back and he was looming over me. His mouth slammed down on mine and he kissed me rough and deep before pulling away again. He reached over to his bag on the chair beside the bed, quickly opened it and took out a condom.

He tore it open and I watched as he rolled it on. His eyes slid from what he was doing up to mine. “Ready?”

I opened my arms, beckoning him to me. I was more than ready. “Yes.”

He came down on me, covering me with his hard, strong body. “Wrap your legs around me, baby,” he said roughly. “Gonna do my best to take this slow, okay?”

I nodded.

His forearms slid under my shoulders, his hands cupping my head, thumbs brushing my cheeks. “Guide me in.”

The way he said that was needy and barely restrained and I loved it. I reached down between us, taking him in my hand and put him where I needed him, where he belonged.