Mine to Have (Southern Wedding #1)

"Is that so?" My finger inches higher on her inner thigh. "I wonder if what I’m dying to do." I can feel the heat coming from between her legs, and my hand disappears under her skirt. "Is the same thing you are dying for me to do."

My fingertips graze the lace of her panties. I can feel them wet already when she lifts her hips up off the floor. "Let me give you a hint." Her hands go to her hips as she pulls her dress up to around her waist. Her green lace panties are the exact color of her dress. "I’d like your mouth," she says, putting her hips down. "Right here." She moves her panties to the side, and she doesn’t have to ask me twice. My head dives straight for her pussy, and my tongue comes out, and I lick her slit, the taste of her tingles on my tongue. "Fuck," she hisses out as my tongue slides between her lips and finds her clit. The minute my tongue touches it, her back arches. "Yes," she pants, and I use one of my hands to open her lips so I can see her. I suck her clit into my mouth, remembering how sensitive it was. Playing with her clit with my tongue going back and forth, I slip two fingers inside her. "Mmmm," she says, her hand going into my hair. Her nails dig into my head, pushing me into her pussy. My fingers fuck her at the same time as my tongue moves back and forth. I can feel her pussy getting tighter and her panting getting deeper. "Right there." She lifts her hips and moves with my fingers. "Faster." Her legs start to tighten around my head. "Travis." She moans my name and comes on my fingers, her juices running down my fingers. "Oh, God." She tries to close her legs even more, but I don’t stop moving my fingers. "Sensitive," she says, and I look up at her.

"I know." I graze her clit with my teeth, and this time she comes again. The moan fills the night, and if anyone was around, they would know exactly what was going on. I slide my tongue into her at the same time as my fingers and then lick up to her clit as she rides the wave over and over again. Her hips buck each time, and when I move my fingers faster and faster until I can’t move my fingers anymore, I know she’s going to come again. "One more time, Harlow," I say, and I look up at her as she stares at me eating her pussy. Her eyes roll to the back of her head, and she comes harder than she ever has. My fingers slow down as her hold on my head eases up. Her legs fall to the sides, and when I slide out of her, all I can do is watch her chest moving up and down.

"That was." She licks her lips and opens her eyes. "That was." I crawl up to her, and her nose rubs against my jaw. "That was fun." I can hear the smile in her voice. "I bet it’ll be just as good when I take your cock down my throat."





Chapter 14





Harlow

"That was." I lick my lips with my eyes still closed. I am afraid to open them and for it to be a dream. The cool air breezes through me, and when I open them, he is on his knees in the middle of my legs. "That was," I start to say, getting my breathing back to normal when he crawls up and over me, and I rub my nose under his jaw. "That was fun." I smile at how stupid it sounds. That was fun. That was way better than fun. That was the best I’ve ever had, and I’ve already had him. It was like the best on steroids. I kiss his neck, and he leans back so I can see his face. "I bet it’ll be just as good when I take your cock down my throat."

He groans, and I slide out from his grasp, standing up with my dress bunched up around my waist. I slip it over my hips, taking my panties with it as I stand here in the middle of the balcony, naked as the day I was born. "Hmm." He pushes to his knees, and his face is the perfect height of my pussy. His hands go to my ass as he slides his tongue between my lips.

"No," I say begrudgingly. "It’s my turn." I move out of his grasp.

"It’s not my fault, if you put your pussy in my face." He smirks, getting up to his feet. "I’m going to eat it."

I throw my head back and laugh. "Good to know." I close the gap between us, and when he bends his head for a kiss, I fall to my knees in front of him. My hands go to his belt as I look up at him. His eyes watch my every single move. "I think the time has come." I pull out his belt and unbuckle it. "For me." I open the button. "To get this." I pull down the zipper and push his pants over his hips. "Baby down." I palm his cock over his white boxers, and it’s just like I remembered it. Long and thick, and I swear my pussy convulses thinking about sitting on it again. My fingers slide into the elastic at the top, and I slowly uncover his cock. "Down my throat." I lean in, licking the tip of his cock just like a lollipop and tasting his salty precum. I push his boxers down with his pants over his ass. My hand grips the base of his cock, and he moans. "See how much fun this is." I suck the tip of his cock in my mouth and then let it go. "Your cock." I take him just a touch deeper before letting go again. "In my mouth.” I take him even deeper. "Down my throat." I try to take him all in, but he’s too long and thick. My hand moves with my mouth, and I look up at him as I try to take him all the way in. His hand goes into my hair as his hips move with my mouth as he fucks my face.

"Harlow." He hisses out my name when I graze the head of his cock with my teeth and lick down his shaft to his balls. I look up at him when I suck one into my mouth and then move over to the other one. "Fuck," he says. He closes his eyes and puts his head back when I take his cock in my mouth again. "I’m not going to last," he says between clenched teeth. "I’m going to come," he warns me.

"Come in my mouth," I urge, taking his cock back down my throat, and he does just that. I continue sucking him until the last drop, and only then do I let his cock leave my mouth.

"That was," he says, his chest rising and falling. He pulls me up to stand in front of him. "That was." He rubs his nose with mine, his lips kissing the corner of my mouth.

"Fun." I try not to laugh, but I fail miserably, and the both of us laugh. He pushes his pants down and steps out of them, leaving him naked in front of me. It’s been four years since I’ve seen him naked, and the memories don’t do him justice at all.

"I’m ready to have more fun." He wraps his arm around my stomach and picks me up. I wrap my legs around his waist.

"I’d love to have more fun," I say, expecting him to put me on the cover, but he starts walking inside.

"Are we not going to have fun on the balcony?" I ask him as he steps into the house.

"Fuck no." He shakes his head. "I’m not going to have fun with you on a wooden balcony."

I wrap my arms around his neck. "We had sex in the front seat of your car with the steering wheel pressed against my ass," I remind him. Sex with Travis was always, and I mean always, good. From the very first time until the last time. We would have sex often, sometimes three times a day.

"Well, I think I can do better than a steering wheel on your ass.” He chuckles. "And that was your fault. You literally climbed over the console."

"You spent fifteen minutes telling me how you were going to eat my pussy," I huff out, and then he throws me on the bed. I laugh, and my legs fall open.

"I’m about to do that right now," he says, crawling on the bed and burying his head between my legs.

"That’s good." My hips come up to ride his face. "But I think your cock in my pussy would be better."

He gets on his knees. "Is that so?"

I sit up and jerk his cock. "That is so," I confirm and turn my head to see the side table and a bowl full of condoms. "Whoever was responsible for this room needs a raise." I tear the corner of the condom open and crawl over to him, ready to put it on him.

"I’ll do that." He holds out his hand. "You get on your back, spread your legs, and get yourself ready for me." I gladly hand him the condom and fall back and spread my legs for him. I move my hand down to play with my clit as I watch him sheathe himself.

"I want it hard." I slip two fingers in me. "And fast."

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