And just like that, Lucy Dawson shines the light in my life and my dark thoughts completely disappear. My hand moves down to cover my goods, and I look at her in mock horror.

“Do not speak that way around Alfalfa. He’s going to need brothers and sisters to torment when he’s older. If you junk punch me, you’ll jeopardize that, and he’ll be mad at you.”

She reaches down and pushes my hand aside, replacing it with her own. Her fingers begin to slide up and down the length, and I feel my cock stir to life. “Oh, trust me, baby. I have no intention of ever doing anything to hurt you down here,” she whispers seductively as she leans in and licks one of my nipples until it’s hard enough for her to bite.

I shudder under her touch, and I nearly lose my bearings when her hand begins to stroke me through the cotton material, her pace increasing. Her hand moves away from my now erection and I can finally regroup. She begins to peel down my boxers, but before she can unleash me, I grab her hand.

“Lucy…” I growl with warning. If she touches me again, I don’t think I’ll be able to stop her. As much as I want to respect the house rules, my willpower is quickly fading.

“Kale,” she responds in a breathy whisper, and just like that, I’m a goner. “You should know I always get my way. And when you say my name like that? All hot and growly? That turns me on even more. You took care of me earlier tonight. Let me take care of you.”

When I don’t respond, Lucy moves down the bed, where she slides my boxers all the way off before positioning herself between my legs. I watch as her tongue slowly licks the head of my cock, a groan escaping my lips at the sudden contact. At the sound, Lucy looks up at me, her lips curling into a devilish grin, and she knows she has me.

I lie back and feel her licking all the way down my shaft then back up again. My hands grip the sheet when her lips wrap around the head, and she proceeds to tease me, slowly alternating between rimming the head and sucking it between her full, luscious lips as her tongue flicks the tip. My breathing quickens the moment she finally stops toying with me and takes me all the way in her mouth. And when I say all the way, that’s exactly what I mean. I can feel my dick hit the back of her throat, and I thank the gods of blowjobs that she’s mastered her gag reflex. Or well, lack of one.

She moans and the vibration massages my dick as she expertly sucks me. Her mouth slowly releases me and her hand braces the base of my shaft, where she starts to move it in rhythm with her circulating tongue. It feels so fucking good, and since I’m the kind the guy who likes to participate rather than just lie back and take it, I lift up and grab her waist, twisting her body until she’s on top of me, her gorgeous pussy right in my face. I waste no time sliding her thin shorts to the side before I slide one lone finger up her slit. She’s so fucking wet already, and she moans again, causing my cock to twitch against the vibrations once more.

Without hesitation, I slide my fingers, one then two, inside her, moving to match her pace. My tongue darts out and connects with her clit, and I circle it in the same fashion she teased me with earlier. I can feel her push back against my mouth, and I’m quick to respond to her unspoken request. Taking my fingers out of her, I place both hands firmly on her ass underneath her shorts and reposition myself so she’s directly on top of my mouth as I push the material aside. She’s expertly sucking and licking me, and I return the favor with equal fervor. Licking up and down her sweet folds, I revel in the taste of her, the scent of her, and the more we work each other over, the harder it is to hold back my release.

Knowing I won’t be able to last much longer at Lucy’s pace and skill, I bring my finger and thumb to her clit, where I alternate between circling and pinching. Every time I pinch, she sucks me harder, letting me know she likes the move. Lucy’s the most vocal woman I’ve ever encountered in the bedroom, and this position, where we’re both pleasing each other with our mouths, is one of the most intimate ones we’ve shared. Instead of being able to verbally give our approval, we have to read each other body’s language, each other’s cues, to know what’s working and what’s not. Slowly, I let my finger trail from Lucy’s clit, and I moisten it with her sweet juices before moving up to her ass. I’ve never tried ass play with her before, but in this position, with her mouth occupied, I’m curious to know just how far she’ll let me go.

When my finger rims her forbidden hole, she stops sucking and grips my cock harder than before. I continue to lick her pussy as I massage her like it’s something we do all the time. Quickening my pace with my tongue, I lick and suck rapidly while my finger moves slowly in an opposing speed. I can feel her chest contract as she relaxes into it. She begins sucking again, and she matches me, lick for lick, stroke for stroke. We’re on the same wavelength, and it’s not long before I can no longer hold on. My release shoots into her mouth in one long steady stream, and she swallows as she continues to suck the rest out of me.

I know she’s close, and while she’s distracted, I slip my finger inside, just the tip, but I don’t move it any farther. She jumps a little but doesn’t protest, so I bring my other hand down to her clit. Tonguing her and rubbing with an intense ferocity while my other finger is inside her proves to be just the right amount of stimulation for her because she slides my cock out of her mouth and sits up slightly, gripping both of my thighs with her hands. At the same time that she squeezes my muscles, I can feel her body shudder as an intense orgasm washes over her. Twisting her head, she buries her face into the bed to suppress her pleasure-filled cry. She slides her hands down my legs and rests them on my ankles when she lies down in the bed, possibly—hopefully—spent.

With one last kiss against her clit, I slowly pull my finger out and then lift her up off of me. I sit up and grip her waist, pulling her up to me. She cuddles against my chest, and we lie in silence as we both catch our breaths. I’m absentmindedly playing with her hair when she lifts her head to look at me.

“That was…interesting,” she says, her voice low and throaty.

I playfully frown. “Interesting? That’s an interesting choice of words. I was thinking more like epic, orgasmic, clitorally perfect?”

She laughs against me then shakes her head. “Umm, pretty sure clitorally isn’t a word, and yes, all those words can describe it, but the whole ass thing? You’ve never done that before. No one has.”

I freeze at the hesitation in her voice. She didn’t protest when I did it, and I felt like I was reading her body language enough to gauge that she actually liked it. I’m hoping I wasn’t reading her wrong.

“I’m pretty sure that was a first for me, too. I don’t know, baby. My dick was in your mouth and my tongue was filling your pussy and I wanted to stimulate you even more. To fill every part of you that I could.”

She sighs as she wraps an arm around my waist. “I’ll be honest. At first it kind of shocked me, but I…I think I liked it,” she admits on a whisper. “And then when you actually stuck it in, I’m pretty sure I came in two seconds flat.”

Leaning down, I give her a kiss on the forehead. “I’m glad you liked it, babe. I’ll remember that in the future,” I tell her, and she sits up quickly.

“Just so you know, that doesn’t mean I’m down with anal. You’re still not getting that, Kale Montgomery,” she informs me. It’s been a hard limit for her since the day we met, and I’ve been trying to wear her down ever since.

“Baby steps, Lucy. Baby steps.”

She laughs and then settles back in my arms, where she uses my chest as a pillow. I know I should get up and put my boxers on, but I’m too damn comfortable, too damn spent, too damn satisfied to move from this position.

Chapter 18

Lucy


THE SUN’S shining through my window the next morning when I wake up. Looking down, I smile when I see Kale’s chest underneath my cheek and our legs entwined beneath the sheets. I admire his chiseled features as my eyes rake down his body until they reach the top of the covers. Memories from the night before come rushing in, and I can feel a heated blush creep on my cheeks. I’m glad Kale’s still asleep only so he can’t witness to my slight embarrassment.

It wasn’t the first time—and after last night, it won’t be the last—that Kale and I enjoyed oral in that position, but this was the most intense experience I’ve had with it. I was completely lost in a combination of pleasuring him and the amazing way his mouth worked me over. When I felt his finger slide up to my ass, I was in a sudden state of shock and apprehension washed over me. I froze, unsure of what to expect. The feeling was foreign, if not taboo, but Kale didn’t seem to notice my reaction. Instead, a finger joined his tongue and he continued to lick, suck, and stroke me until I could do nothing but return the favor again, with equal intensity. I started to relax with his ass play and began to enjoy it even.

I’ve never let anyone do that before to me, and I think it’s because I’ve never trusted anyone enough to go there. I knew Kale wouldn’t do anything I didn’t want, and if I’d wanted him to stop, he would have. At the same time, I decided that if it was something he enjoyed, I could take it, and once I started enjoying it, I let go. In that moment, it was like something sparked inside of us, and our mouths both went wild with desire, almost as if we were competing to see who could bring whom to release first, yet Kale kept his finger moving slowly, and I decided to do the same with my hand.