Page 19 of Redeem My Heart

“Fuuuuuckkk,” he growls. Then he rolls over onto his back, effectively removing my hand from his underwear. “I need my tongue on your pussy.” He situates himself on the bed, then pats his chest. “Right here.”

“What do you want me to do?”

I want you to come and sit right here so I can eat your pussy.”

My face flames and I’m sure I’m splotchy and red from blushing, but I don’t have time to care about that.

“Come on. Put your knees on either side of my head. You’ll be my earmuffs.” He winks at me.

I laugh but crawl my way over to him. I want to explore his body more. Run my hands up his thick chest. Feel the hairs around his chest and belly tease my palm.

I pull down my shorts and panties, not before I notice the huge wet spot on my underwear. It’s safe to say that Dane turns me on.

My nipples pebble so tightly, they hurt.

He grips his dick through his boxers and squeezes. “I could come just from looking at you, Shelby. Now let me have your pussy. I’m starving.”

Gently and probably more than a little awkwardly, I get into the position he requested. My knees on either side of his head, my pussy right by his mouth.

“Fuck you smell good.” He gives me a lick straight up the center. “And that’s the prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen.”

Then he devours me. There’s no other way to describe it. I grab a handful of his hair and hold on. He plunges his tongue inside me. His beard scrapes and tickles my tender flesh, adding to the myriad of sensations.

He licks up the side of my folds and up around the hood of my clit, careful not to actually touch it. Over and over he does this until I’m riding his face and pleading with him.

“Dane, please.”

Then his tongue finally finds my clit and he circles it tightly. Over and over until my climax detonates inside me. The waves seem to last forever and now I’m worried that I’m suffocating him.

I move quickly to get off of him, but he just follows me.

He looks down into my eyes. “We don’t have to do anything else if you aren’t ready. No pressure from me.”

“I want to.”

“I want to too,” he says. He stands and drops his boxer briefs and he’s just there, standing in front of me completely naked.

“You’re beautiful,” I tell him. “I’ve always thought so.”

He grunts. “Garrett’s the pretty boy in the family.”

I shake my head. “Not compared to you.”

He grabs a condom out of the top drawer of the small chest across the room.

“It’s okay; I’m on the pill and obviously clean since I’m a virgin.”

He swallows visibly. He drops down next to me on the bed, still holding the condom. “I’m clean too. Just got a clean bill of health last month. And it’s been a hell of lot longer than that since I’ve been with someone.”

“I trust you,” I tell him.

He nods. “I’ve never gone without a condom.”

“Oh, well if you feel more comfortable using one, then it’s fine.”

“Shelby, I want you to know that this means something to me. You mean something to me.”

I know my eyes are brimming with tears, so I just nod. He means something to me. I’m pretty sure that goes without saying. My girlhood crush on a friend’s older brother has morphed into something so much more adult and big.