Rewind It Back (Windy City, #5)(106)

She’s so fucking sensitive, so responsive, that when I take the waistband of her underwear between my teeth and let it snap back against her skin, she’s trembling.

“I want you to take those off of me and lick me until I come.”

“There we go.”

I stand from the bed, between her legs. My cock is already hard again, proudly pointing right at her. She’s got her eyes fixated on it, licking her lips, so I give it a couple of tugs, working my fist over myself.

“Don’t tease me, DeLuca. It’s my turn. Get on your knees and get to work.”

“Yes, ma’am.” Chuckling, I shake my head at her, pulling her underwear down her legs and tossing it to the side.

There’s not a shy bone in her body when she bends her knees and widens her legs, letting me get a proper view of her.

I groan at the sight, all swollen and wet. “Goddamn, baby, I love your body.”

She hums under the praise. “I was just thinking how much I love yours.”

“It’s a little different from the last time you saw me naked, huh?”

I would almost call my old body scrawny compared to the build I’ve earned over the last six years. I run a hand over my chest and stomach, bringing her attention to some of the things that have changed.

She shakes her head. “I loved that one too.”

Dear God, I’m obsessed with her.

How rare to find someone who understands and appreciates you for exactly who you are at each phase of your life. She liked me before anyone else ever did. She saw my potential when I couldn’t. She doesn’t give a shit about my job and that alone is refreshing. Fuck, she’s the reason I’m even playing hockey. If it wasn’t for her encouragement all those years ago, I would’ve quit a long time ago.

Sinking to my knees, I hook my hands around her hips, pulling her to the edge of the bed to show her just how appreciative I can be. But I have to give myself a moment to get my shit together because being this close to her, smelling her, knowing I’m finally about to taste her again, I could easily lose any restraint I’m pretending to have.

“You’re soaking, Hallie.”

She nods to herself, squirming against the bed.

“Do you need me to take care of this for you?”

“Pl—” She stops herself from being polite. “Yes.”

I hold her legs down, spreading her wide, and my eyes fall to that little freckle on the inside of her thigh.

I lick it and Hallie bucks off the bed.

“So sensitive.”

She whimpers.

I can’t help myself from groaning like a starved man when I lick a long path over her center, swirling around her clit. A desperate sound escapes her before one hand slaps over her mouth, the other fisted in the sheets.

“Take your hand away.”

“I’m too loud.”

“I don’t give a fuck. This is my house. We aren’t hiding shit here. Scream all you want. I want to hear what I’m doing to you.”

She takes her hand away, so I give her clit another flick with my tongue to see if she puts it back.

“Good girl,” I praise when she doesn’t. Instead, she cries this sweet little sound that goes straight to my cock.

Hallie lifts her hips, bucking and rolling, seeking my mouth.

So I give it to her, latching onto her perfect fucking pussy, sucking her clit before rolling over it with my tongue in a way I know she loves. It doesn’t matter that it’s been six years since I’ve done this. It quickly comes back to me. My body knows her body almost better than my own.

The noises coming out of this woman’s mouth are going to haunt me in my dreams in the best way possible. I’ll be adding this soundtrack when I’m on the road again and back to fucking my own fist.

I do this thing with my tongue that I remember always drove her mad. It has her tightening her thighs around me as a tremor runs through her body.

“You know exactly what I like. That’s so good, Rio.”

Hearing her say my name while like this has my balls unexpectedly tightening. I quickly grasp the base of my dick, needing to slow myself down, focusing all my attention on making sure I don’t come again.

Her tits are heaving when she perches up on her elbows to look down at me. “What’s wrong?”

“Almost came from you saying my name.”

She gets this satisfied smirk on her lips.

“Don’t get so cocky, love. If you make me come again, you’re going to have to wait that much longer until I can fuck you.”

She shrugs casually, lying back down. “I know of some ways you can pass the time.”

Damn. I missed her. I missed everything about her.

I bury my face between her legs again, letting her know just how badly I’ve been missing her. I concentrate on her clit, because I know that’s what she likes the most, while circling her entrance with my fingers, coating myself in her before I sink them inside.

“Yes. Yes. Oh God,” she cries, fingers pinching her nipples. “So close.”

I brush my fingertips forward, teasing her front wall, and just like that, she’s tightening around them, her entire body contracting as she comes on my fingers and tongue.

I don’t stop, letting her ride it out, and goddamn is she stunning while she does. She’s practically levitating off the bed, her nipples tight as she teases them, her hips erratically bucking against my face.