Hyde lifted a hand and tucked a few of my curls behind my ear. He cupped my cheek with his palm, and used his thumb to brush the curve of my bottom lip. “You’re right. You always took the lead, Remy. I was just too much of a coward and too much of a mess to follow. But not anymore. I know exactly where I’m going, so you can follow me now.”
He lowered his head, and I felt his lips graze my forehead. His thumb pressed harder against my bottom lip until the tip was inside my mouth. I instinctively flicked the end of my tongue against it. His lips landed on the end of each eyebrow, the crest of both my cheeks, the very tip of my nose, and even on the point of my chin. Each press of his lips made it harder for me to breathe, and without much thought, I’d locked my teeth on his thumb and was letting my tongue roll around it in circles. Hyde made a low sound in his throat as he moved his mouth to drag his lips along the curve of my jaw, working his way up to my ear where he nipped at the lobe, and then used his tongue to tickle the sensitive shell. Shivers exploded across my skin, and a fizzy, tingly feeling worked its way through my blood. It was just the barest hint of contact, but damn if it didn’t put me back together better than most men who had tried to give it their all. I was already a woman who was undone. Feeling complete, feeling whole, that was a sensation that made my knees weak and forced my heart to waver.
I dug my fingers harder into the hold I had on his neck and lifted a leg so I could hook it around his lean waist. I dug my heel into the top of his ass and felt the hard muscle flex in response. I tilted my head back as he started to kiss his way down my neck, his teeth pausing to nibble on every spot where my pulse pounded. I pulled him closer with my leg and gasped, releasing the finger that was still caught between my teeth when I felt his palm move from my hip to the outside of my thigh. There already wasn’t much fabric to keep him from getting his hands on all my softest and most vulnerable places, but now that we were practically hip to hip, and my leg was hitched up around him, there was nothing left to hide. I pulled on his head until he obediently lowered his mouth to mine.
Now that we weren’t in public and no curious eyes were watching our every move, the kiss went from zero to sixty in no time at all. The thing about kissing Hyde was it felt like something I’d done forever, even though this was only our second real kiss. There was just something about the way he tasted and the way his mouth moved so effortlessly over mine that felt right all the way down to my bones, and my body reacted to the stimulation almost immediately.
Maybe it was because Hyde had already seen me at my absolute worst. He knew exactly how much of a handful I was, so there was no pretense. There was comfort in knowing he wasn’t going to suddenly expect me to be something else, to behave differently. He was never going to try and use my feelings to manipulate me, so I could let go and feel everything freely. I didn’t have to hold back and keep myself in check out of fear of scaring him off like I’d had to do with pretty much anyone else I’d gotten involved with.
Our tongues tangled together as Hyde’s hand climbed higher. I knew the exact moment his fingers figured out there was nothing between them and the warm, wet center at the apex of my thighs. I felt his entire body shudder, and I could do nothing other than take it when his mouth switched from savoring to devouring mine. His tongue and teeth moved together to strip me of any shred of sanity, and his fingers barely hesitated as they stroked along the inner line of my thigh, crawling closer and closer to their goal.
If I expected him to hesitate or be delicate and shy in the way he touched my most private of places, I was way off.
He touched me the same way he kissed me. As if he’d been waiting his entire life for the chance.
Strong fingers stroked over damp skin and skillfully gilded between silky folds. My back arched involuntarily, my other leg lifted to clutch him and pull him closer, and my body inadvertently bent and bowed to lean more fully into his touch. One of his wide hands rested at the base of my spine, while the other tripped and tickled its way into the soft opening. His mouth continued to eat at mine, making several places on my body tender and wet with want. I was overwhelmed by him, and for once, I had an inkling of how he might’ve felt when I took over part of him when I was younger. It was slightly scary, and all I could do was hold on for the ride.
I pulled my head back to breathe and gasped his name as our eyes locked. I was not expecting this level of urgency, or for him to be as greedy and hungry as I was. I’d wanted to get close to him forever; he only recently realized there was a spark waiting to ignite between the two of us.
I slid my hand around his neck and shifted my hold, so I was cupping his very handsome face between my palms. I was torn between telling him to slow down and demanding that he hurry up. My legs tightened around him, and I lifted up without thought when he moved his free hand to strip the thin cotton shirt off of my body. I was naked in the blink of an eye, perched on the edge of an expensive table like I was the meal served up for dinner.
Hyde’s fingers moved forcibly within my body, and I felt his thumb press on the tiny spot where so much pleasure was gathered. The pressure on my clit made me moan, and my fingers flexed against his face.
“You aren’t wasting any time, are you?” The words sounded strangled as I eked them out with a choppy breath.
Hyde was watching me with bright eyes, and slowly, a smile started to creep across his stern face. “I wasted twenty-some years. I have a lot of time to make up for.” He kissed me again, quick and hard, before leaning back a bit so he could watch the spot where his thick fingers moved in and out of my slick, pink center. “Plus, I need to make sure you see all the benefits you’re getting, so you don’t decide to change your mind.”
I bit back a strangled sound as his thumb started to make slow circles around my clit. My entire body quivered. It took more effort than I wanted to admit to form a coherent thought, and even more to speak. “I’m not going to change my mind.” I brushed his cheeks with my fingers. “For better or worse, I’m in it until we soar or sink.”
His dark eyebrows quirked slightly, and the smile on his face flashed even brighter. “I want to make you soar, and I am totally happy to sink with you.”
“You’ve always been so quiet. Who knew you were so good with words when it came to sex?” I laughed a little, but the sound died on my lips when he lowered his head and took the tip of one of my breasts into his mouth. My nipples were already tight and hard with arousal, and the heat from his mouth was combustible. Fire flowed from that point throughout the rest of my body and made me clutch at his head desperately. He was making me lose my mind with the dual stimulation, and I could feel my insides start to flutter and pulse around his fingers. My mind might be slightly confused over whether I was making the right choice to get involved with Hyde in this way, but my body clearly had no doubts. Every part of me, from the top of my head to the tip of my toes, wanted more of him. More of his hands. More of his mouth. More of the words that now seemed to come so freely.
“It’s always been easy to talk to you, Remy. Doesn’t matter what the situation is. I can find the words for you. No one else.” His tone was gruff, and his words were softly spoken, but I felt like he was screaming them because they were so loud when they echoed in the chamber of my heart.
He switched his attention to my other breast, while moisture from his manipulation between my thighs coated his fingers. The table wasn’t the only thing I was perched on the edge of. I could feel a pool of desire tightening at the base of my spine as my breath quickened and my hands tightened on whatever part of him I could reach. I could see that my skin was flushed pink, and I was sure my eyes were wild as I watched Hyde move his mouth deliberately down the front of my body. His fingers and that circling thumb between my legs were driving me closer and closer to coming apart. I didn’t need his mouth to push me past the point of no return, but it was clear he could do more with his mouth than just say sweet words when it came to sex.
I thought I was going to levitate off the table w
hen I felt his tongue dip into the divot of my belly button. I wasn’t ready for him to drop to his knees in front of me. He was tall enough that it put his face level with where his fingers were working me over as soon as he pushed my legs to his broad shoulders. I felt a little on display and very exposed. Normally, I was the one calling the shots and pushing my partner’s limits. I wasn’t used to being the one trying to catch my breath and catch up. Hyde told me to follow him, and that was exactly what I was doing. I had no idea that the destination he had in mind was going to make me feel better than I ever had before.
I could feel the kiss of his breath on the inside of my thighs and the grasp of his rough hands when he suddenly grabbed a handful of my backside and tugged me toward his face. His expression switched from one of appreciation to one that looked nearly predatory. If it were anyone other than Hyde camped out between my splayed legs, I might’ve actually been worried. I honestly didn’t know he had it in him to look so debauched and wicked.
He was full of surprises. So far, all of them were welcome and mind-blowing.
The way he used his mouth and his hands together to shred the last remnants of my sanity and decorum was also unexpected. He teased and tasted every hidden spot I had like he instinctively knew where it was. He was unrelentingly shoving pleasure at me to the point I was delirious and begging. I didn’t even know what I was asking for; I just knew I wanted more of it.
He was using his tongue to thrust in and out of my drenched opening while his fingers pulled playfully at my clit. At some point, I fell back on the table and was doing nothing more than writhing under his hands and mouth. I used my hands to clutch at my breasts, my pointed nipples peeking through my fingers. It felt like every single part of me was throbbing and pulsing with desire. I was no stranger to a good time. I liked to think I had a reasonably healthy sex life, all things considered, but damn, if I wasn’t getting an education in what it felt like to be with someone you actually planned to see again. There was something to be said about letting Hyde do whatever the hell he wanted to me because I trusted him implicitly. I could let go and just appreciate the moment without worrying about doing or saying something that might be taken the wrong way. Typically, I was trying to avoid giving whomever I was with hope that we could have anything more. With Hyde, every touch, every sigh, every quake of my pussy was telling him I wanted more.
And as usual, there was no way my big mouth was going to stay closed. “So good, Hyde. It all feels so fucking good.”
I felt his grin and his words whispered against my opening, which was almost as much of a turn-on as his tongue licking the flood of moisture that followed him as he pulled away. “Were we worth the wait?”
Goddamnit. Why was he asking me such difficult questions when my mind felt like it was full of nothing but sex and cotton candy. “So far, so good. Wait until it’s my turn to show you what you’ve been missing.”
“As soon as I saw you on that bike, holding a toy for Hollyn, I knew exactly what I was missing.” I thought I may have dreamed those words because I definitely wasn’t thinking straight.
My stunned silence caused him to chuckle, and a moment later, his mouth went back to work, making sure there was no part of my pussy left unexplored. It didn’t take long for my legs to tense up and my insides to quiver along the length of his tongue. A silent scream shot out of my mouth as I dug my fingers into my own flesh hard enough to leave little marks. A rush of wetness flowed toward the mouth that was changing my entire perception of what oral sex should be as a full-body orgasm worked its way throughout all my limbs. The climax was definitely better than any meal we would’ve had to choke down while we tried to find our footing with one another. Hyde said he wanted to date, but I wasn’t sure that was necessary when the sex was so obviously out of this world.
Why screw it up?
I moaned his name and closed my eyes as little aftershocks of pleasure rippled along my limbs. I needed a minute to catch my breath and make sure I hadn’t slipped into an alternate reality. Even when I dreamed of what being with Hyde might be like, I had no idea it would be this intense and powerful.
I rubbed my hand playfully over his short hair as I struggled to catch my breath. “I need a minute, and then I’m going to show you what benefits you get, Hyde.”
After all, I couldn’t be the only one getting something spectacular out of our new arrangement. I couldn’t be the only one wondering if the entire world suddenly looked different, and if our forever unpredictable relationship had finally found the thing that was always missing in order to make it work.
Hyde
REMY’S HEAD WAS thrown back, and her curls bounced up and down with every lift and fall as she rode my cock like it was an amusement park ride. Her stamina was unmatched, and so was the easy way she got my body to react when I was sure I wouldn’t be moving for at least the next six hours. It’d been a long time since I’d had the kind of sex that left me sore and feeling it all over the following day. And I’d never had the kind of sex that made my bones feel like Jell-O and turned my mind to mush. But even when I thought I was done for, that my dick couldn’t possibly get hard again, Remy figured out a way to coax a reaction from me that led to an entire night of fucking until the sun came up. There was clearly nothing wrong with our chemistry, and there was no question we were well matched when it came to sex and our desires.
I wasn’t the most experienced guy when it came to romance and relationships. I was more of a serial monogamist. Dating when I might be deployed or re-stationed at any moment was tricky. I felt like I had to engage in only serious, long-term relationships so it was almost a guarantee they would wait for me or uproot everything and leave with me if I had to suddenly move to another base. I felt like I could only ask those things of someone I planned to be with long term, someone I wanted to build a future with. But it didn’t matter. None of those relationships worked out, regardless if I stayed in one place or not. And no matter how dedicated to any girl I tried to convince myself I was, I never really felt heartbroken when they decided to walk away or stay behind. Not even when Hollyn’s mom cheated on me with my best friend.
The only time my heart ached was when I made the decision to walk out on Remy. Leaving her behind ranked up there with the hardest things I’d ever had to do, and as I watched her currently ride me with abandon, I knew I could never do it again. She was the missing piece. She was the key that opened the lock deep inside of me that kept all my true feelings and emotions hidden away. She was worried I might be scared of who she really was. The truth was, I was worried she might finally see me for who I was now that she no longer viewed me through the filter of her youthful obsession. The real me was far from perfect and pretty clueless when it came to making someone else happy, but I was willing to do the work to be the kind of guy who deserved to have Remy in his life. I wanted to be worthy of her love this time around.
Her body clamped down on mine, and she let out a low sound of pleasure. Her nails curled into my pecs where her hands rested for balance, leaving a slight sting behind. She had red marks on both of her hips from my hands and the faint shadow of a bruise on one of her breasts from my mouth. I had one of her pretty pink nipples caught between my fingers at the moment, playing with it in time to the soft undulations of her body. Every time her pussy fluttered, I applied more pressure to the sensitive little point. The motion made Remy move faster, and each time she said my name, it came out more breathless than before. She was stunning. I always thought she looked cute and a bit wild, but there was something about her owning her sensuality and taking exactly what she wanted from me that made her more beautiful than she’d ever been. There was a lot of power in that small body, and I loved letting her wield it over me. Maybe it was my small way of letting her take back everything I stole when I left without saying goodbye or without a proper explanation. Whatever the reason, it was glorious to watch.
I skimmed a hand along the outside of her thigh. I could feel the tension in her muscles and
the faint dampness of sweat. We thoroughly made a mess of one another, and I couldn’t recall ever feeling so deeply satisfied. I slipped my fingers toward the spot where we were connected and used the flat of my thumb to press on that delicate little bud that played peek-a-boo every time she lifted up and fell back down. She started to pant erratically with the added caress, and her movements became less coordinated. Her steady ride turned into a slow grind, which made my eyes roll back into my head. I wasn’t sure how I was still breathing, let alone if I would be able to come again, but I was going to give it my all until the end.
I rolled her clit in circles as she shifted her weight on top of me. I tugged a little harder on her captured nipple and let out a long breath as her body did its best to pull another climax out of me. The blue in her eyes was as bright as the sky and the brown was so dark it almost appeared black. It was the first time I’d ever seen her look this way, but I swore with everything I had in me that it wouldn’t be the last.
Remy swore softly and moved one of her hands to cover mine. She placed her fingers over my thumb and pressed down with more force than I would’ve used toward her on my own. Since we’d gone at it all night, I knew she had to be super-sensitive in certain places. But apparently, I’d misjudged, because the harder she urged me to press, the hotter and wetter the inside of her pussy became. I could tell she was close to hitting her peak of pleasure, which was a good thing. I wasn’t sure how much longer I was going to last or how much more my aching cock could take.
I felt the faint brush of her fingers at the base of my dick each time she came down and rolled her hips. I grunted in pleasure and told her, “It’s about to be over, Remy.”
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