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When her nipples brush against my palm, I find they’re already pebbled, and I can’t help but pinch them between my fingers, eliciting another moan from her. It sparks her into action, and her legs wrap around my waist while her hands hold the back of my head, ensuring I don’t stop kissing her. She’s already learned my joy for teasing her.
There’s a desperation to her movements, like she can’t get enough of me. A feeling I know all too well when it comes to her. She arches her back, pressing her breasts into my hands, encouraging me to continue. I roll her nipples between my fingers and break our kiss, opting to trail them along her neck and down her chest instead.
With a firm hand against her chest, I encourage her to lay back on the dirt strewn table. Her dark hair fans out around her, but my eyes are transfixed on the way her chest is heaving and how her eyes are watching me while she bites her lip.
“Jedrik, please,” she moans, wanting more.
As much as I’m loath to do so, I drag myself away from her body. It’s temporary though. I certainly couldn’t stop myself from feasting on her for long. When my mouth leaves her, she almost sobs with disappointment.
“Verity, baby, look at me.” I wait until she does what I say, and then give her my next instruction. “Put your hands under your knees and hold yourself open for me.”
Her breath catches in her throat and the sweetest pear scent fills the air. She spreads her legs open, and before me I find the most beautiful flower, more so than any of the ones you’d find in the conservatory outside of this closet.
I trail my touch along her inner thighs and watch as slick drips from her pussy, her body already getting ready to take her alpha. My mouth waters with the honeyed pears teasing at my senses, and I can’t hold back from tasting her any longer.
She watches me as I dip my head, moving in for my first lick. The moment my tongue makes contact, she arches her back and bucks her hips, seeking more friction than the light touch I’m offering.
“So impatient,” I coo, making sure my breath brushes against her pussy. Her hands tug at her legs, opening herself up a fraction more. Doing everything possible to tempt me back to her. I want to drive her crazy like she’s been doing to me. But I can’t deprive myself of her. I already got a taste and now I’m craving another.
Another long swipe of my tongue has her spilling the most glorious sounds. I soak them up and store them away like this might be my only chance to hear them, when in reality I’ll have the rest of my life with her. She’s my omega, forever and always.
The scent of pear fills the small closet, and I know if anyone passes by, they’ll know without a doubt what is happening inside. It doesn’t stop me from sliding two fingers into her, simply so I can hear another moan.
She’s so fucking tight, I can’t wait to feel her around my knot. Too bad I can’t give it to her right now. But that’s what I get for rushing through things and taking advantage of her in a closet because I simply can’t wait the amount of time it takes to bring her back to her room.
Pumping my fingers in and out has her slick quickly dripping, making a mess that I’ll have to clean up later, because I can’t stand the idea of someone else enjoying her scent.
When her legs start to shake, it brings me back to my task at hand, and I regretfully remove my fingers and suck on her clit until it pops out of my mouth as I pull away.
“No,” she mewls. The sound is just shy of a cry. “Why, Jed? I was so close.”
I unbutton my pants, not caring if I get her slick on them as I work to free my pulsing cock. Her eyes flutter open when I don’t respond, and she watches me with rapt attention, waiting for the moment she gets her first look at me. Not wanting to give her what she’s seeking, I step closer to the table, making sure my cock remains hidden from her view. I don’t want her to have any hints of what’s to come.
“Because when you come, I want to feel it pulsing around my cock,” I tell her. “Don’t you want that too?”
I’m not surprised she takes a second to think about it, the greedy little thing is stuck on how close I had her to the edge. She could have as easily had two orgasms instead. The moment I notch my head at her opening, though, she finally makes up her mind. “I want that too, Jed.” Her tone is breathy, making my cock jump in my hand.
Her slick wets my tip, and it takes everything in me not to shove myself all the way in. “I heard you, you know,” I tell her, being vague as fuck.
Confusion crosses her eyes. “Huh?” She licks her lips and studies my shirt like she wants it gone. It really isn’t fair to have her stripped naked in front of me, while I keep all my clothes on.
Deciding she could use a little more distraction while I make my confession, I reach behind me and grasp my shirt, pulling it over my head and balling it up to put under her head. She’ll need a little cushion for the pounding I’m about to give her.
“The first night we got here, I heard you.”
I’m still being cryptic as fuck, and to be honest, I’m enjoying the build up. “Heard me what? Jed, please stop playing games and fuck me.” She finishes with a pout of her lip, and it’s tempting as fuck to bite down on it. But I want to watch her from this vantage while I tell her my truth, and I know if I close the distance, I’ll be holding her close until we both find our release.
My tip teases at her opening and I watch with rapt attention as her lips open for me and wrap around my head so perfectly. “Jed!” she harshly hisses, dragging me out of the hypnotizing sight. “Stop playing just the tip.”
Fuck. I totally got lost in everything that is Verity. I’ve also reached the extent of her patience. I’m surprised she hasn’t dropped her legs yet to throttle me.
“The very first night we were here, Verity. I heard you. You and Ryland.” Her eyes grow wide, which is the moment I’ve been waiting for to sink into her. Her silky warmth wraps around my pulsing length and her mouth pops open into a perfect O. She stops breathing and her eyes roll back. I commit every reaction to my memory, knowing I’ll recall it for the rest of my life.
I lean over, wrapping my arms around her to hold her close as I finish my explanation. Her limbs automatically move around me, seeking out the intimacy of being skin to skin. “Even though I wanted to harden my heart to you, I couldn’t. Hearing your pleasure spilling through the door, two things ran through my mind. One was the need to guard you from being caught until you were done. And the other was the undeniable need to switch places with him. I’ve been with you a million times in my thoughts, but not a single time compares to this moment.”
Unable to wait another second, I kiss her, wanting to show her without words how much I’ve been desiring her. How much I’ve grown to care for her. All the different ways she’s helped me heal without ever knowing it. I lose myself in her, pouring every ounce of myself into her and hoping she can decipher it all, because words aren’t my strong suit. Action is where I thrive.
Her nails dig into my back, and her body shakes as I thrust into her, long sharp strokes from my tip until her lips are kissing the top of my knot. All the while we continue kissing, her tongue meeting mine in a wild dance of two lovers becoming one. It’s clear we both can’t get enough of the other, the need to get closer is evident in the way we grip each other. The way her heels dig into my ass with each thrust, trying to get my cock that much deeper inside her.
