I don’t think he realizes how much this moment means to me. I’m still out of breath, one side of my mouth quirking as I go back to all fours, opening my mouth for him. When he pushes his cock into my mouth, I close my eyes, the velvety smooth skin of him so good, I only want more. As he thrusts in and out of my mouth, his tempo increases. His hand wraps around my hair, pulling with each thrust, my name dropping off his lips in the most sinful way. When his hand comes around, squeezing my ass, I gag at how far he goes in, but then he is coming. Closing my eyes tightly, I don’t care about anything else but his come going down my throat and his guttural moan filling the room.

Satisfaction courses through my body as his cock throbs in my mouth. When I look up at him, God, he is beautiful. His body is covered in a thin sheen of sweat, his head hanging behind him as he sucks in air and lets it back out. “Good Lord,” he moans out as he backs away, his cock falling from my lips. “You hot little thing,” he teases as he squeezes my hair in his hand, my scalp burning from the roughness, but I crave it. Pulling my head back, he takes my mouth, his tongue searching, playing with my tongue, only making me wetter as I get lost in his kisses. When he pulls away, I whimper for more, but he shakes his head.

“Turn around.”

I go to roll onto my belly, but he stops me. “No, stay on all fours but with your ass this way.”

I do as he asks and I put my ass in the air, ready for him to enter me. But when his mouth is on my pussy with a vengeance, I cry out. He opens me up, his tongue moving along the inside of me, along the entrance of my pussy, fucking me ever so slowly. Gripping my hips, he fucks me with his tongue, his fingers biting into my ass as my shrieks become louder and I clutch the sheets for support. Trembling under the assault of his mouth, my whole body tenses up. But then he stops. I look back, but I don’t see him. I don’t have to wait long before I feel him, though. His head is between my legs and then he is pulling me down so I’m sitting on his mouth.

“Holy shit,” I cry out, my knees on either side of his head, my hands coming up to hold my breasts.

As he devours me, I shake with anticipation, ready to come, ready to release as his tongue flicks along my clit, making me wild with lust. He moves his fingers inside of me, and I jerk against him, the sensation too much but so freaking good. As he sucks my clit into his mouth over and over again, his fingers going deeper and deeper, I’m so high in the clouds, I’m unsure if I can come back down. But soon my body shakes with my orgasm and I quiver against his mouth as he continues to suck me through it. I thrash against his mouth, jerking from the overwhelming love he is bestowing on me. He chuckles as he stops, smacking me lightly against my clit.

“Jace,” I cry as he does it again.

“That’s right. Fuck, you taste good,” he murmurs against my lips before pushing me back up and hopping up behind me. Pressing my chest to the bed, he tangles his hand in my hair as he drops kisses down my back, sending shivers throughout my body. Closing my eyes, I try to collect myself as the sound of a tearing condom wrapper fills the room. When he enters me, I suck in a breath, my whole body tensing up from the invasion. But it’s welcome. Damn it, it’s so welcome. Taking me by my shoulders, he lifts me before he starts to pound into me, each thrust so hard and fulfilling I almost can’t handle it. I lift my ass so he can go deeper, his fingers digging into my shoulders as he pounds into me. And I’m gone. So fucking gone.

The smack of his body against my ass is like music to me and soon becomes my favorite sound ever. When I look back at him, he looks so beautiful and in the zone. But then he reaches for me, one hand holding my breast, his other hand finding my clit as his teeth sink into my shoulder. Crying out, I watch his face as he fucks me with his cock and his finger against my clit. He demolishes me, and I almost can’t stay up on all fours as he sends me into convulsions, my orgasm rocking my body so hard.

As he kisses my shoulder, I squeeze my eyes shut, his name falling from my lips as he pounds into me. It’s so damn good, such a tight fit as my body squeezes him. When I open my eyes, our gazes lock, and I feel it. We are falling even more for each other. I wonder if he feels it too. The euphoric, all-consuming feeling of his taking what he wants from me and my giving it to him. He can have it all. Everything.

With one hand at my hip, his other takes me by my chin, and then he is jerking into me, his own orgasm racking his body. His fingers bite into my jaw, but I just turn into his hand, biting his palm, causing him to cry out ever so perfectly. Pulling me against his chest, he takes my mouth with his, his hands holding me close as we get lost in our kisses. It was so frantic, so much need between us that I’m trembling against him. Squeezing me tightly, he kisses me once and then twice before pulling back to look at me.

He looks more than gorgeous, and I can’t even fathom how I got here. How I was able to get the most amazing, sweetest guy ever to want me. I mean, he’s just beautiful. His face is red, sweat dripping down his temple, and his lips swollen from our kisses. Kissing my nose, he leans his head against mine, sharing the same uneven breath with me. Just like we are one.

I don’t ever want anything else but this.

Holding my gaze, he cups my jaw, running his thumb along my bottom lip. “I loved the song you sang tonight.”

I laugh. “You rock my world and then you bring up a song?”

He grins, sucking in breaths. “The whole time you were singing, I just wanted you, but it was more than that. I love it.”

“You did?”

“Yeah, I almost thought it was for Todd, but then you looked at me like you are now, that hot, sex-kitten look, and I knew it was for me.”

“It was,” I whisper, our lips moving against each other not in a kiss, but just a feel. When he pauses, his eyes burning into mine, I smile. “What?”

Looking bashful, his eyes are blazing as he asks, “Does it feel like the first time, every time to you?”

I raise a brow. “What do you mean?”

“Like, do you get the butterflies still?”

I hadn’t until he said that, and as they go nuts in my gut, I nod. “I call them June bugs now.”

His forehead presses to mine and his eyes fall closed. “I hope that feeling never ends.”

“Me too.”

“I hope this never ends.”

I close my eyes and my heart skips a beat as I slowly nod against his head. “Me too.”