“This is hot? You should see what I see,” he said before dropping to his knee and taking hold of her waist. When he flipped her around, she let out a little gasp as he admired the view from behind. Her ass was the perfect size, with a roundness that set him on edge. The only problem was that purple piece of fabric, separating him from his desire. Running his hands along her cheeks, he slid his fingers under her thong, moving it aside so he could see her beautiful core, glistening with the proof that he had turned her on as much as she had done him. He moved his hand over her ass, cupping her sweet dripping wet core as she let out a hearty groan.
“God, I want you,” she whimpered, causing him to bite down on his lip before he started to move his thumb roughly over her taut clit. She let out a strangled moan as he continued to assault the most sensitive spot on her body. He wanted her to come, but he wanted to be inside her when she did. He moved back, using his other hand to direct his shaft inside her, pushing forward until he was fully inside her. They both let out appreciative groans at the intense connection. He had been waiting for this, and the way she felt around his pulsing cock wasn’t a disappointment. It was fucking fantastic.
He continued to move his finger in a slow, lazy crazy eight along her clit while he made slow languid thrusts inside her. He was surprised he wasn’t pounding into her, but then he knew he wanted to make her come first. He had to take care of her, give her the pleasure he thought she deserved.
Then he would pound to oblivion.
But she was taking too long. Tate pulled out of her, despite her cry of dismay. Didn’t she realize he didn’t want to leave her hot body either? He wanted her just as much but had to make her come, needed her to. With his hands at her hips, he flipped her onto her back before burying his face in her swollen hot core. Audrey’s gasp turned into punctuated gasps as he moved his tongue between her swollen lips. He lapped at her sweetness like he couldn’t go on a day without it. When her hands moved into his hair, pulling him closer to her hot center, he went faster, flicking his tongue over her clit so quickly and so precisely that she shattered underneath him within seconds.
He quickly sat back up, pushing inside her, wanting to feel her body clench his hard shaft. As he pushed into her to the hilt, she felt so right, so perfect, it was like coming home. He looked down at her flushed, beautiful face, to see her looking up at him with glossy eyes.
Man, she was gorgeous.
A smile tugged at his lips as he slowly began to move in and out of her. Her hands came up his arms, gripping his biceps as he went faster, his knee burning from the roughness of the carpet.
Not that he cared.
He was too far gone, and with one final thrust his balls tightened and he exploded inside her. He rocked against her body, her fingers biting into his biceps as he spilled inside her. Then he slowly lowered his body onto Audrey’s burning hot one, meeting his mouth with hers before giving her slow, lazy kisses. Her hands went up his back, and he shivered at her touch.
This was his oblivion.
Audrey moved her lips to the side of his jaw, kissing softly before moving them to his ears. “I’m pretty sure I have carpet burn on my ass,” she said. “Can we take this upstairs?”
Chapter 16
The night before was on replay in Audrey’s brain as she watched Tate sleep. It was four in the morning, and he would be waking soon to leave. His plane was departing at 6:00 A.M. She knew this because she had watched him set his phone for four-thirty before he ravished her well into the night. Her body was still tingling with aftershocks from the many orgasms he had bestowed on her. She could still hear him whispering “love” in her ear and feel his callused hands gripping her hips as he pounded inside her. She was sure she had bruises along her hips and thighs, but she didn’t care at all. The night was amazing, and in her whole life she had never felt so thoroughly loved the next morning.