But then everything changed in one night, over a few bottles of Fireball, and now I’m addicted.
I can’t walk away, no matter how much I think I should.
Not with her like this.
It may have seemed pigheaded, making her acquiesce. But I can see now that in part, I was protecting my heart too. Because Cora could tear it in two.
Without a word, I lean down and gently press my lips to hers. From that first contact, more tears spill from her eyes, but her arms loop around my neck and pull me in even closer, holding me tight as her lips part for mine and she gives me everything I could’ve hoped for—all of her.
No boundaries.
No walls.
No speed bumps.
Just her.
I slip my hand under her shirt, dragging my fingers up her side until they connect with . . . nothing.
She’s wearing nothing under my shirt.
Just her beautiful, bare body.
It does me in.
I separate from her lips briefly, reach behind my head, and pull off my shirt, dropping it on the floor. Then I close the distance between us once more. My lips find hers, and our kiss is more frantic this time.
Her tongue presses against my lips and I open-mouth kiss her, letting her tongue tangle with mine, letting her take everything she wants. One of her hands slides down my chest, across my abs, and then to my jeans, where she cups me through the fabric.
I groan into her mouth and then back her up to the bed. Before pushing her onto the mattress, I grab the hem of the shirt she’s wearing and pull it over her head, leaving her bare.
My teeth roll over my bottom lip as I take in the sight of her.
“Fuck, Coraline. You’re so beautiful.”
Her cheeks blush, and with her eyes on mine, she sits on the bed and reaches for my jeans. I give in easily, allowing her to undo my pants and push them down my legs. I help her get them off and when her eyes return to mine, looking for permission, I nod.
With her eyes trained in front of her, she slips her fingers inside the waistband of my briefs and drags them down, pulling the fabric with her until my hard cock springs free from the confines.
A small gasp slips past her lips as she takes me in.
I step out of my briefs and grip the root of my cock, gently pumping.
She wets her lips, glances up at me, and then her mouth opens.
And fuck if I’m going to stop her.
My cock slips between her beautiful lips and she sucks me in, letting each piercing have its own moment with her delectable lips.
I move her hair to the side and stroke her soft cheek.
“So beautiful,” I mutter as her hands land on my thighs and she moves her lips up and down my cock, sucking hard. I knew her mouth would be addictive, but I had no clue it would be this addictive, this enticing.
I watch as her cheeks hollow out as she moves to the tip of my cock. She drags her tongue around the head and down the underside until she reaches where my hand is gripping the base. She removes my hand and replaces it with her own, squeezing just enough to cause my eyes to roll to the back of my head.
Holy shit, that feels good.
My legs tremble under me and she must notice because she disengages and guides me to the bed. I lie down and she climbs between my legs, taking my dick back into her mouth. I spread wider for her, giving her more room, and she takes advantage of it by threading her hand under my balls to cup them. One hand strokes the seam as her other hand pumps my cock and her tongue rolls over the head.
It’s so many sensations at once and I can’t seem to focus on anything but the building of my orgasm.
It starts as a dull throb at the base of my spine, then turns into a tingling sensation that runs up and down my legs until it pulses up my balls.
Fuck, I’m going to come in about five seconds if she keeps this up.
“Coraline. Stop.” My commanding voice startles her.
I sit up and swap places with her, placing her on her back as I hover over her. “Did I do something wrong?” she asks, looking incredibly insecure.
I shake my head. “No, baby.” I stroke her cheek. “You did everything right, but I don’t want to come in your mouth and I was about to.”
“Oh.” She smiles. “Then come in me.”
“That’s the plan. But I need to know that you’re ready.”
She grabs my hand and brings it between her legs. “I’ve never been more ready, Pike.”
I drag two fingers along her slit. “So fucking soft, so wet.” Desperate for a taste, I lower my body between her legs, spread her with two fingers, and then lap at her clit.
Her body tenses and her hands grip the bedding beneath us. “Pike . . . yes,” she whispers softly. “You’re amazing.”