He pursed his lips as he looked down at me. “I’ll always take care of you, princess. And I guess you aren’t going to give up tonight, so I might as well take care of this little problem you seem to have right now.”
His hands slid down to my hips and he looped one finger through the band of my underwear, pulling them off so fast I didn’t even realize they were off before he settled in between my legs. He teased me by rocking back and forth, the rough material of his jeans rubbing against me as I felt him harden almost instantly.
His mouth sealed around mine as his hands explored my body, even though he all ready knew it so well. I groaned when he pulled his lips away all too soon, but instantly happy when they landed on one of my nipples, sucking hard to where it was pain mixed with pleasure. I let out a gasp when he let that one go and moved onto the other, pulling my hips closer so he could grind into me even harder.
There was still his stupid pants separating us, and I decided that they really needed to go. Like, now. I slipped my hands down between our bodies, as his teeth grazed me, and I had to pause for a moment because the pleasure running through me pushed every thought out of my mind.
He pulled back, silently looking down at my still hands and I got back to work, undoing his button but not able to push his pants down with my fumbling hands. “Here, let me help,” he whispered huskily, stepping out of his pants and his boxers. I jumped off the counter, pushing him into the bedroom until he was sitting on the edge of bed.
I dropped to my knees, lowering my mouth down to wrap my lips around his tip. “Fuck, Della,” he breathed out, his eyes staring down at me as I looked up at him through my lashes.
After a few minutes of licking, stroking, and sucking, he sat up abruptly, a deep breath whooshing out of him and leaned down to pull me up onto the bed with him, twisting my body so I was flat underneath him.
“You’re turn,” he whispered before dropping his lips down to my neck, his tongue poked out to lick that sensitive spot right behind my ear. I sighed loudly as he continued to trail his tongue down my body.
His erection was pushing against me, and I could tell we’re both ready now, but he seemed intent on kissing and licking every part of my body, and I was definately not against that. I inhaled sharply when his mouth finally landed between my legs and wound my hands into his hair.
That magic tongue of his circled repetitively, and a finger slid into me as I latched onto his shoulders, urging him not to stop. Just when I was almost at that place, right there on the edge, he pulled away, hovering over my body to look down at me.
“You are so fucking beautiful right now. So sweet.” his thumb landed on my cheek, brushing it softly. “But this is going to be rough and hard, baby. Because I can tell that’s what we both need right now.” I let out a gasp when he scooped me off of the bed and pushed me against the wall, slamming inside of me the instant my back touched the smooth, cool surface.
I think I climaxed almost instantly because of what his wicked tongue had just been doing to me. As he hammered into me, his hips grinding as he groaned against my lips, I knew I would be there again very soon. His hands gripped my ass, to pull me closer as he pushed deeper and deeper, and I screamed at the overwhelming feelings.
This just encouraged him more as his forehead landed on mine and we panted together; the room filled with our animalistic noises. I could feel myself climbing that hill again as he continued to bury himself into me, my fingers digging into his back at the intense pleasure.
“You feel so good, so tight.” He sucked in a quick breath, before driving even harder, lifting my hips up even higher and then finally letting go with a loud groan, his whole body shuddering as I clenched around him once again.
My head was spinning as we both sank to the ground in a heap, but this time not from the effects of alcohol. No this was the effect of Justin Parker, and I never wanted this feeling to go away for the rest of my life.
Chapter 20
Christmas Eve dinner hadn’t been as bad as I thought it would be. My mother and dad had been cordial, even talking about some of the memories they had when we were still a family. Grams and Grandpa hadn’t been so welcoming to my mother, but they had at least been polite. Justin, well, everyone liked him, it was hard not to. He was so charming and really had his future all planned out, which everyone loved about him.
Mia was just Mia. Well, the new Mia anyway. She had shown up in a practically see through white dress, clearly with a black thong underneath it, and no bra. Flirting was putting it lightly as to what she had done with Justin and even my dad, which was more than gross to see.