Where Souls Spoil (Bayonet Scars Series, Volume I) (Bayonet Scars #1-4.5)

“I’m going to make you forget that anybody else has been here,” I say. Her eyes heat, her chest rises, and she sucks in a deep breath. I start by parting her legs. She bends her knees and lets her legs lean outward, giving me ample room. Her pussy is waxed as fuck—there’s not a hair in sight.

My tongue sneaks out and drags itself up her slit. Her body jerks, and she shoves her pussy into my face. She’s a pushy girl, and I fucking love it. I place soft kisses on her outer lips then drag my tongue over her clit. Her entire body tenses when I wrap my lips around her clit and suck down on it. Her hands fly to my head and hold onto my hair as I change it up between sucking and licking. She mewls, and gasps, and even whimpers. I drag my index finger along her opening and look up just as I slide my finger into her hot, wet pussy. Her entire body covers in goose bumps, and a shiver runs up her spine. The sight is absolutely incredible. It’s like nothing I’ve ever seen before. She’s so fucking connected to everything I’m doing. Every touch, whether it’s feather light or rough, she responds like nothing I’ve ever seen, but maybe that’s because I’ve never been like this before. Nobody else was ever worth the effort but her.

Her pussy contracts around my finger, and I pull out just enough to slide a second one in. She’s turning into a wild beast with the sounds she’s making and the way she’s holding onto my hair. She’s so close, too close, so I pull back and crawl up her body. She’s a panting, sweaty mess, and I love it. On my way up, I wrap my mouth around each one of her nipples, one after the other, and revel in the way she squirms beneath me. Reaching down, she gives my boxers a tug. I prop myself up on my arms and let her wiggle them down. When she gets them to my knees, I kick them off and lean back over her. She’s watching me with intent eyes as I use my elbow to keep my heavy frame from crushing her light one. My other hand drags itself up and down her side lightly.

Slowly, I move up and rest my dick on top of her pussy. She wiggles beneath me, but I don’t give in to her just yet. Her hooded eyes peer up at mine, and she leans up, placing a kiss on the corner of my mouth. With my dick in my hand, I guide myself to her entrance and have to bite my tongue to keep from ramming into her. She’s so hot and tight and so fucking perfect. Her pussy fits my dick like a goddamn glove, and without a rubber, I can feel everything. Nope, definitely not going back to wrapping it. When I trust myself to move and not come like a fucking kid, I slide the rest of the way inside her hot, wet heat.

I stare down at her, and she’s looking up at me, and nothing about this moment is wrong. She drags her hand down my back and cups my ass, and it’s all the incentive I need. I pull out a few inches and then slowly drag myself back in. Repeating the motion a few more times, I keep my weight off her by using my elbow and, with my other hand, I reach down and make slow, deliberate circles over her swollen clit. Her eyes flutter closed for a moment before she opens them again. When slow isn’t enough and she needs more, I pick up the pace and create a rhythm that makes me sweat. Small droplets fall onto her chest and face, but she just wipes them away, mingling them with her own sweat. I find myself grunting, getting closer, and before I know it, I’m fighting a losing battle against coming. It’s too soon, but my body doesn’t give a fuck what I think. Reaching up, Nic grabs my beard and smiles at me through flushed cheeks, and parted lips, and wide eyes.

“Let go, Josh,” she says, using my real name for the first time in years. That connection we’re creating is too fucking much, and my entire body gets hot—too fucking hot—and my eyes roll back in my head as I shove my dick as far as it can go into her beautiful fucking pussy and just let it go. I bring myself closer to her by bringing my arm underneath her and holding onto her shoulder so I don’t slide out before I want to and bury my face in her neck. Her body shivers with the contact, but it’s not what I want. I start making circles on her clit again. In a matter of moments, she’s all breathless and moaning into my ear. A half a second before she comes, she bites my ear and whispers, “Fuck yes.” Then she spirals into her own orgasm, body shivering and shaking, and hands clawing at my skin. All I can think is that I did this. I made this happen for her.

And she used my real name.

When we come down, I pull out slowly and kiss her neck. When I draw back, I realize she’s looking at me in horror. My stomach lurches, unsure what caused this sudden change of mood. Her eyes are focused on my softening dick, and it’s then that I realize what’s fucking her up.

“I can get Plan B,” she says. She closes her eyes, curses to herself, and scrubs her face. “Shit.”