to kiss her. I was deep in her, but it wasn’t deep enough for me. I gave it to her in longer, harder strokes that caused her to moan into my mouth.
I thrust my tongue into her mouth, overwhelming her with sensation. My other hand moved up her thigh until I reached her center, and I slid two fingers across her slippery slit. My fingers on her clit, tongue in her mouth, and cock working her pussy pushed her to the edge.
She bit my lip and pulled away as she wailed her release. I clasped onto her waist and rode her hard. Her pussy cloaked my cock with its wet heat, sending chills up my spine. We weren’t part of the world when we came together like this. Everything slowed down except for the beating of our hearts and the frantic pace of our lovemaking.
I bucked as I shot off deep into her pussy, my climax taking everything from me and giving it to her. We collapsed, me half on top of her , both of us wearing a self-satisfied grin.
“ Is that what you were aiming for?” I cocked an eyebrow at her.
She shook her head and breathed, “More than.”
I tucked her under me. My head fell onto the pillow, eyes heavy with exhaustion. She ran her fingers into my hair and chuckled.
“What’s so funny?”
“You’re so easy. Did I fuck you to sleep?”
I cracke d my eyes open and gazed at her self-satisfied smile. “Technically, I fucked you so…”
She bit my neck and buried her head under my chin. “I ’ve wanted to say that since the day I met you.”
“If you want to fuck me to sleep every day for the rest of my life, I’ll lie here and let you do it.”
She chuckled and kissed my jaw. “I know.” She hummed softly as she snuggled closer to me. “I love you.”
“Love you too, Avery.” I fell asleep with a contented smile on my face, and memories didn’t haunt my dreams. Just visions of Avery and me and the future we were building together.
About the Author
Bethany Bazile reads, writes, and lives in the Northeast with her husband and two amazing kids. Her passion for writing was born from a love affair between books and music. She loves books that draw her in and won’t release her until she’s inhaled every word, panting with excitement. Then she realizes the sun came up, but the loss of sleep was so worth it. When she isn’t reading, she’s conjuring up steamy love scenes and hot romance stories to share with fellow romance lovers. She can’t function without her cup of coffee and operates on a vampire-like timeframe.
I thrust my tongue into her mouth, overwhelming her with sensation. My other hand moved up her thigh until I reached her center, and I slid two fingers across her slippery slit. My fingers on her clit, tongue in her mouth, and cock working her pussy pushed her to the edge.
She bit my lip and pulled away as she wailed her release. I clasped onto her waist and rode her hard. Her pussy cloaked my cock with its wet heat, sending chills up my spine. We weren’t part of the world when we came together like this. Everything slowed down except for the beating of our hearts and the frantic pace of our lovemaking.
I bucked as I shot off deep into her pussy, my climax taking everything from me and giving it to her. We collapsed, me half on top of her , both of us wearing a self-satisfied grin.
“ Is that what you were aiming for?” I cocked an eyebrow at her.
She shook her head and breathed, “More than.”
I tucked her under me. My head fell onto the pillow, eyes heavy with exhaustion. She ran her fingers into my hair and chuckled.
“What’s so funny?”
“You’re so easy. Did I fuck you to sleep?”
I cracke d my eyes open and gazed at her self-satisfied smile. “Technically, I fucked you so…”
She bit my neck and buried her head under my chin. “I ’ve wanted to say that since the day I met you.”
“If you want to fuck me to sleep every day for the rest of my life, I’ll lie here and let you do it.”
She chuckled and kissed my jaw. “I know.” She hummed softly as she snuggled closer to me. “I love you.”
“Love you too, Avery.” I fell asleep with a contented smile on my face, and memories didn’t haunt my dreams. Just visions of Avery and me and the future we were building together.
About the Author
Bethany Bazile reads, writes, and lives in the Northeast with her husband and two amazing kids. Her passion for writing was born from a love affair between books and music. She loves books that draw her in and won’t release her until she’s inhaled every word, panting with excitement. Then she realizes the sun came up, but the loss of sleep was so worth it. When she isn’t reading, she’s conjuring up steamy love scenes and hot romance stories to share with fellow romance lovers. She can’t function without her cup of coffee and operates on a vampire-like timeframe.
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