Chase Our Forever (Sutten Mountain #3)

42. Dean

42

DEAN

Liv stares at me, her chest rising and falling with quick breaths as she thinks through my question. She blinks as if she’s trying to figure out if she heard me correctly or not.

“I-I-I can’t.” She fumbles with her words, her eyes wide and her cheeks pink as she stares back at me.

I let out a low growl, reaching out and grabbing her waist to pull her closer to me. “You can, and you will,” I demand, desperate for her. I’ve been starved for her for over a month. Now that I have the chance to taste her again, I want her taste to consume me. “Please,” I add, not above begging.

“Dean, I’ll smother you,” she responds nervously.

I smile. “That’s the point, sunshine.”

She gives me a timid smile as she grabs onto the top of my headboard and swings one leg over me. Before she overthinks it, I grab her hips and line up her perfect pussy with my mouth.

I run my tongue along her, reveling in the way she moans unabashedly at the first swipe of my tongue. I lick again, circling her clit. It must feel good because she allows herself to relax a little, lowering herself against my face even more.

It’s heaven, tasting her, being able to breathe nothing but her. I keep a tight grip on her outer thighs as I keep her in place right above me. It’s been torture the last month knowing how she tasted and not being able to do it again. The wait just might’ve been worth it to have her again, but just like this.

Her moans get louder and louder. At first, she let me be in control, even though she was on top. But with every swipe of my tongue and suck of her clit, her hips move more and more as she chases her release.

I want to tell her how fucking good she’s being, that I love her riding my face, but I’m too busy making her feel good to stop long enough to say anything.

She grinds against my tongue, her moans getting louder and closer together. My name falls from her lips over and over, her voice getting more high-pitched by the second.

“Dean!” she screams, her hips moving against me in rapid succession. She pulses against my tongue, her breathy moans echoing off the walls as she finds her release. I don’t stop until her hips still and she lifts herself from me. My grip around her thighs loosens, and I pull my body up so we’re face-to-face once again.

Her wet pussy lines up perfectly with my cock. If I wasn’t still wearing my sweatpants, I’d be able to slide into her with ease.

Liv’s breathing is fast as she still rides out the aftermath of her orgasm. “That was…” She doesn’t even finish her sentence. There’s a dreamy look in her eyes as she tries to calm her breathing.

“Incredible? Perfect? Fuck, sunshine. You did so good riding my tongue. I want to start every morning with you riding my face.”

Her cheeks turn pink. She pulls her eyes from mine for a moment as she bites back a smile. She reaches up and wipes my chin. “Oh my god, is that me on your chin?”

I didn’t think it was possible, but she gets even more red. Even her chest turns red as she attempts to wipe her cum from my face. I gently grab her by the wrist to stop her. My eyes stay locked on hers as I stick my tongue out to lick all around my mouth. “It sure is, sunshine. The messier, the better.”

She shakes her head. I love how easy it is to make her blush. Even when her skin is turning the prettiest shade of pink from my words, it’s obvious that she loves the filthy things I say to her. She bites her lip and begins to move her hips against my cock, already wanting more.

Achingly slow, she grinds her pussy against me. My head falls against the headboard as air hisses through my teeth. Licking her until I felt her come against my tongue was incredible, but I still need more. This time, I want to feel her pussy hug me as she comes and screams my name.

“Liv.” Her name comes out strangled and desperate as she continues to tease me.

“I want you,” she responds, the sexiest, sultry tone to her voice. She circles her hips, and a low groan comes from my lips at how badly I want her.

“Whatever you want from me is yours,” I respond tightly. She’s dry humping me, and I could come any minute from it like a damn teenager. I don’t even have it in me to be embarrassed by it. My desperation to come with her wrapped around me outweighs anything else.

Liv must like my answer because she gives me a wide smile. Without saying anything, she moves her body from mine. She sits herself between my legs and hooks her fingers into the waistband of my pants.

“Sorry,” she mutters, looking at the wet spot on my gray sweatpants.

A low growl comes from deep in my chest at the sight of it. “That’s fucking sexy,” I tell her, loving the proof of her arousal on me.

She doesn’t respond. Instead, she pulls on the waistband of my pants and begins to pull the fabric down my thighs. She sucks in a deep breath when my cock springs free. Her eyes don’t move from me while she pulls my pants all the way down and tosses them aside.

“Dean.” She lets out a shaky moan just looking at my length. “That isn’t going to fit.”

I wrap my hand around my cock and pump up and down, needing some sort of relief. She watches me carefully with parted lips. “It’ll fit, baby,” I assure her. “I’ll be nice and gentle for you. I need you so fucking bad. We’ll make it fit.”

She nods as she leans forward. The strands of her wet hair tickle the tops of my thighs as she leans in close to my cock.

“Can I?” she whispers. “I’ve never…but I want…” She’s so fucking eager to touch my cock and take me in her mouth that she can’t even finish her thought.

My eyes flutter shut for a moment as her words settle in. “Yes, baby,” I croak, unable to get out anything more than that.

She reaches out to touch me. Her fingers wrap around my length as I let out a strangled sound. Fuck, her touch feels phenomenal. I only got the briefest tease of it before we were interrupted last time. I’m fucking ready for more. To savor having her touch me and wrap me in her mouth before I bury myself inside her like I’ve been dreaming of.

“Like this?” she asks timidly, pumping up and down so slow it’s like a taunt.

All I can do is nod. I thought just her touch would be enough, no matter what pace she sets. But I need fucking more. I place my hand over hers and guide it up and down my shaft, showing how to rub from the base all the way to the tip. She lets me guide her and speed up the pace until our joined hands work me fast.

“I’m probably not any good, but I want you in my mouth.” Liv groans, as if she’s as desperate to suck my cock as I am for her to do it.

“You’re perfect, baby,” I tell her, my voice coming out husky.

Liv’s eyes shine bright with eagerness as she leans in and licks a bead of precum from the tip of my cock. I hiss at the whisper of her tongue against me.

My hand drops from hers and tangles in her hair. I keep it there, letting her have full control but needing more contact with her. Her tongue flattens against my shaft as she begins to take me in her mouth. Liv doesn’t waste time trying to take all of me, her throat gagging as I hit the back of it the first time she makes it all the way down.

“Fuck.” I whimper at her actions. All of my focus is centered on how good it feels to be inside her mouth—to be the first one she’s ever taken this way.

She goes up and down a few more times before letting go with a pop. Her eyes watch me carefully. “Am I doing it right?”

My fingers tighten in her hair. The sight before me is one of the best fucking sights in the world. Her on all fours, propping herself up by her elbows between my legs with her mouth inches away from my cock. “There’s no way you could ever do it wrong,” I manage to get out.

This makes her smile. She tucks her hair behind her ear before she leans in and takes me in her mouth once again. I allow her to go up and down for about another minute before it’s too much.

I pull my cock free from her and sit up. My hands find her hips, and I spin us in one quick move so her back presses into the mattress and I hover above her.

“Don’t take this the wrong way, baby. You were doing so fucking good.” I can’t help it—I run the tip of my cock through her wetness, loving the way her hips jolt at the contact. “But when I come, it’s going to be inside your pussy. That okay with you?”

Her smile and fervent nod are the only answers I need.