He smiles as my lips refuse to tear away from his. “I love you.”
“Love me like only you can,” I murmur as he claims a greedier kiss.
The groan that emanates from deep within his body sets mine on fire. As he rises again, his hands grip my waist, and he lifts me and sets me on the table.
“Oh, I will do more than just love you …” he groans as he bites my lip and tugs it gently. “I’ll give you all the reasons to stay and be mine for the rest of your fucking life starting right fucking now.”
He kisses my neck and drags a line down with his lips to my chest, where he grips my breasts and squeezes until I mewl with delight. And he pushes me down onto the table, making me question my sanity as his lips curl underneath the fabric of my shirt and tug it up, all while he’s playing with my breasts.
Suddenly, he pulls away and rips down my pants in one go, making me squeal. My pussy is exposed, and I blush as he views it. But then he grabs the chair and pulls it closer, sitting right in front of me.
“What are you doing?” I mutter, completely flustered by being on display on his table like that.
With both hands, he nudges my thighs apart and leans in, looking up to meet my gaze. “I’m hungry for pussy, Jas … now let me dine.”
Oh my Go—
My brain is silenced the second he dives in with his tongue first, thrusting in and out of my pussy like he wants to eat me alive. And I struggle to even breathe.
My nails are scratching at the wood as he buries his tongue into me, circling around as if he wants to taste every inch of me.
The rumbling moans of pleasure coming from deep within his chest make my clit throb. And he smiles against my pussy, only to start encircling my clit as though he wants to wage war.
And my God, am I ready to surrender.
“Fuck,” I mutter.
“Don’t worry, I will fuck this goddamn pussy raw … after I’m done prepping it and eating it out,” he says, swirling his tongue around like it’s nobody’s business.
“But what about your wound? I don’t want you to hur—”
His tongue thrusting inside has me gasping for air again.
“Don’t interrupt me when I’m feasting, Jas,” he growls. “And don’t ever doubt my ability to ignore the pain for pleasure.”
His finger suddenly joins in, filling me up as he keeps on licking, bombarding me with sensory overload. His eyes are burning with lust when he looks up at me, and I still feel the need to hide my face in my hands out of embarrassment for enjoying it so much.
Until he says, “Look at me.”
My eyes obey instantly with no hesitation.
“Look at how much I love licking you,” he says as his tongue swivels back and forth across my pussy. “Look at how gladly I’ll suck your soul out of your goddamn body and make it mine.”
I moan as he pulls out his fingers and drives his tongue inside once more.
“Now give me everything,” he says. “Come for me.”
His words send me over the edge, and I moan out loud. “Liam!”
The orgasm rolls over my body, which vibrates with desire and complete and utter ecstasy.
All while his tongue is still right there … inside me.
Good God.
Something that feels this good should be forbidden. His tongue is a criminal, and his skills are a goddamn crime. And good God, when he groans … he’s like the devil come to take me to hell.
And I am willing.