Miss Belief: A Fake Relationship Romance (The Miss Series Book 3)
Miss Belief: Chapter 27

I’d never been so turned on as I was in this moment. So absolutely fixated on one thing. The most stunning, funny, incredible woman who was currently muttering a string of curses while I feasted on her. I loved having her like this. Wild at my touch, writhing with pleasure, and unabashed in threading her fingers through my hair to pull me in closer.

She tasted incredible. Just as I’d imagined. Deciding to double down on my efforts, I focused on her clit and inserted a finger into her tight pussy. The sound of her groan made my cock strain against my trousers. She was so responsive. So wet. So fucking sexy.

Inserting another finger, I curled them up to reach her G-spot and knew the moment I’d found it by the way her hips flew off the bed.

“Oh, God, Reid. Oh, God,” she chanted, her body seizing up before convulsing in a spectacular climax. I took the opportunity to lick her clean.

When I stood up, she lay back, her perfect chest heaving, one arm thrown over her face, her hair fanned out and wild on the sheets. She made an erotic picture. I crawled onto the bed with her, kissing up her flat stomach, marveling at how soft her skin was as my hands feathered over her sides and up to her breasts. Her incredibly round, naturally perfect breasts.

I could imagine many a naughty thing I’d love to do with them, including sliding my cock between them toward her plump lips. Later, though. Currently I was on borrowed time if I didn’t seek to embarrass myself.

I stood up, watching her track my movements. The slide of my zipper, the clasp of my trousers, and then the pooling of the material when I pulled them down my legs, taking my socks with them.

Lastly, my boxer briefs hit the floor.

“Damn. I wasn’t the only one with a secret beneath my clothes.” Teagan sat up on the bed, her gaze focused on one thing.

Yeah, so I was blessed in the size department. Her unabashed perusal sent heat to my face.

“You secretly liking pink isn’t quite the same as my dick size.”

She grinned, rising up to her knees and scooting toward the edge of the bed where she could reach out and grab a hold of me. “You’re right. The size of your cock is a much better surprise.”

My eyes closed at the sensation of her hand wrapped around my shaft. But they flew open the moment she put her mouth on me. There was no hesitation. No tentative movements or working up to my size. No, instead she wrapped those glorious lips around the tip and slid down the length until she could take no more.

“Christ. Your mouth feels like heaven.”

The hmm sound she made in response vibrated down into my balls. Teagan was now caressing them with one hand while the other gripped my base to jerk me off in combo with her mouth. The sensation was the most incredible thing I’d ever experienced. But it also meant I was getting close. Too close.

“We’d better stop before I come.”

She licked the crown like it was a lollypop and glanced up to meet my stare. “Why would I stop before you come?”

Proving her point, she intensified the cadence with her hand while snaking her tongue down the length of my shaft. When she got to my balls, her lips took no prisoners.

My legs shook uncontrollably while my muscles clenched. “I’m close.”

Instead of easing off of me, she swallowed me deep, hollowing her cheeks and taking me to the back of her throat. My hand rested on her hair, trying not to apply too much pressure, but her garbled words stopped me altogether.

“What?” I asked.

She popped off. “I said, pull it like you want it.”

I muttered a curse at the free license she was giving me. She had no idea the beast she was awakening. My fingers curled around in her hair, running through it and pulling it tight while she bobbed up and down.

It was so unbelievably hot, but once she reached down to rub her own clit, I was a goner. I threw my head back with a roar, my hips arching as I finished myself in her mouth. I looked down again to see her swallow it up as if it was her singular mission in life. She kissed me one last time on the tip before leaning back on her haunches with a satisfied grin.

I could picture nothing better than to sink deep inside of her, but there might be a problem. “Shit.”

Teagan giggled. “Well, there’s a reaction every girl hopes to hear after giving a blowjob.”

My grin came easily. I cupped her chin, not hesitating to kiss her lips. “Sorry, I was thinking about condoms and if I had any. If not, then I’ll have to get dressed and head in search of some in the shop downstairs.” I scanned the floor for my trousers. Taking out my wallet, I prayed. “Aha. One lucky one.”

She grinned. “It is lucky.”

I laid it on the bedside table.

“Did you need me to help you put it on?”

“No, because first I have some making up to do.” I climbed into the bed, settling her beside me.

“Making up?”

My hands skimmed down her side, my fingers splaying over her stomach as I marveled at the flawlessness of her luminous skin. “Mm, you have the most incredible body I’ve ever seen, and yet I hardly paid it enough attention. I intend to spend some time worshiping it now.”

I dipped my head to take one of her hardened nipples into my mouth, using the other hand to cup and squeeze her other breast. “At some point I plan to slide my cock between these beauties and fuck your mouth.”

Her eyes went wide. Oh, crap, was she offended by my frank talk? But then she rose up and took my lips in what could only be described as the most passionate kiss I’d ever received.

My tongue tangled with hers, wanting nothing more than to prolong this moment.

But she wasn’t having it. “This may surprise you, but I’m not a very patient person.”

My grin was back. Since when had sex been such an incredible combination of playful and sexy? It was everything I never knew I’d been missing.

“What are you impatient for?”

“I need you inside of me.”

I’d have to take a rain check on exploring her body because my control was hanging by a thread. “Let me get the condom on.”

It took me a few seconds to wrap up and position myself between her legs. I notched the head against her opening, sliding in slowly, letting her accommodate to my size. “You okay?”

“Yes. More, please.”

Whew. Because holding still was torture. I pushed in deeper, paying attention to her face and the perfect O her lips were making at the sensation.

“You feel incredible.”

“That mean I can push in further?”

“There’s more?” she squeaked, making me grin and blush at the same time.

“I can stop here.” It would be torture, but I’d do it.

“Hell no, give it to me. All of it.”

Thank God. I pushed in slowly in case she was in pain, but I didn’t see any signs of it. Just when I was about to check in with her, she wrapped her long legs around my waist to pull me into her. The sensation caused my mind to go blank. The feeling of her tight, wet pussy stripped away all other memories of sex before her.

When her hands slid up my back, and her nails dug in, I had to move.

“It’s so good,” she groaned, taking my lips in a punishing kiss.

I needed her to come again. To see the satisfaction on her face as she milked my cock. Putting my hands under her ass, I lifted her hips up and drove into her hard and deep. She held on, meeting my thrusts in perfect rhythm.

She was loud, aggressive, and incredibly responsive. It was as if she’d taken sex, and dialed it up to ten. Her inner muscles clamped down, and she came with spectacular force.

My climax closely followed, the power of which nearly took my breath away.