Page 59 of Temptation
“You smell delicious,” he growled. “And I am starving.” He looked up at me, the need in his eyes driving me near to insanity, and I spread my legs wider.
“Then eat, baby,” I purred. “I’m all yours.”
“Good girl.”
His hands grabbed the elastic band of my panties and pulled them down, letting them fall to the floor along with my pants. His thumbs dug into the area between my pussy and my thighs, and like a man starved, he dove in, lapping at my folds.
His tongue circled around my clit, sending shock waves through my system.
“Oh,” I moaned, earning another growl from him.
His fingers slid over my inner thighs, until they started playing with my lower lips, making love along with his tongue.
“Ash,” I breathed. “Please, please, please…” I had no idea what I was begging for. I had no idea what I wanted; I just knew it had to be him.
He bit down on my clit just as he entered my pussy with two of his fingers, curling them, pressing against my G-spot.
“Oh, God!” I screamed.
Those skilled fingers of his went in and out. The wet sound of his palm slapping against my flesh filled the air around us. I was rising higher and higher and higher, my body tingling, my legs shaking. The pressure increased at the pit of my stomach, that familiar sensation sneaking all over my spine, traveling to my lower back, wrapping itself around me and touching the pressure in my core.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck… Ash! I-I can’t—” I couldn’t hold it anymore. I couldn’t hold anything anymore. “I’m going to—”
“Yes, baby,” he purred against me, his voice vibrating through my core.
And I was done.
Something snapped inside of me only to be rejoined back again. Tingling sensations washed over me, shudders racked my body while he kept licking my juices, groaning, taking everything from me.
All the pain. All the anger. Everything went out through the orgasm.
Breathless, I lifted my head and looked down at him. The proof of my shattering was all over his face as he grinned at me, climbing up higher, until his lips claimed mine, devouring my soul. The taste of me on his lips; the taste of both of us dancing in my mouth tore another moan from my chest. He swallowed it, taking it into himself, nipping at my lower lip.
“I need you,” he murmured against my lips, taking off his pants. He pulled back, his crazed eyes staring down at me, while that hunger in his irises licked over my body like fire.
His jacket was next, followed by his shirt, both dropping unceremoniously to the floor, and then he dove.
Like a man starved; like an animal, something primal kicked in me, and I wanted him to destroy me. Take me, ravage me, shatter this prison inside of me. I needed him to break these chains around my heart, shielding me from him, from Dylan, because of everything that had happened.
My skin hummed from the need to feel his teeth on my skin, because only he could pull out the poison Judah fed me.
His dick bobbed between his legs, the pink head pointing at my center, and even though I just came, my walls clenched again, readying themselves for him. I could spend a hundred years, but I would never tire of seeing him standing like this in front of me.
His tattoos wrapped around his body like a vine, telling the stories he wasn’t ready to tell yet, but I was patient. I could wait until he was ready to tell me everything. I would spend an eternity waiting for him, because deep in my heart, where I didn’t dare look, he had a permanent spot. And no matter how much he fucked up, how angry I was, I still wanted him.
His breath washed over my neck as he leaned over me, licking the sweat from my throat. “Are you ready?” My eyes fluttered as his raspy voice caressed something inside of my soul.
I couldn’t answer. My throat was too dry, too sore from screaming earlier to form a sentence. I nodded and wrapped my arm around his neck, dragging my nails through his hair.
He groaned, and without preamble, he slid inside of me, putting me back together.
“Oh, God.”
“Fuck,” he cursed and stilled. My walls clenched around him, caging him in, as if my pussy too missed this part of our relationship. “You need to relax, Moonshine.” He smiled at me and slowly rocked his hips against me.
My stomach rolled, clenching and unclenching with every stroke, every move, every little kiss he left.
I was already spent from the earlier orgasm, but when the head of his dick rubbed against that tiny bud of nerves inside of my pussy, the fire woke up, lighting me up.
