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“I just…you…never thought I was beautiful before and I guess I’m just trying to figure out why you think that now.”

“Sunshine, I’ve always thought you were gorgeous. Why the hell do you think I beat the hell out of all those boys who tried to come too close?”

The look on her face tells me she didn’t even consider the reason I beat the hell out of every male around her was because they found her just as stunning as I did and wanted her. But they don’t have her, and I do. I’m the one sitting here with her naked body in front of me and I can’t help but smile about it.

“You’ve always been beautiful, sweetheart. Always.”

I nuzzle into her neck and go back to holding the gorgeous globes that fit so well in the palm of my hand. We were truly made for each other. Not only does my dick fit inside of her perfectly but also these perfect mounds. My mouth waters to taste the little buds that are the same color as ripe raspberries. My mind whirls with questions. What would her breasts feel like in my mouth? What would they taste like? What will she do when I have my mouth around her?

There’s no time like the present to find out.

Chapter Fourteen

Avery

I am just getting used to the touch of his hand when he breaks the kiss and drops his head. But this time, he doesn’t go for my neck like he did before. This time his mouth drops lower, and he takes my hardened nipple in between his soft lips. Instead of pulling away from him, I gasp loudly and arch my back. My head falls back, too heavy to hold up when all of the blood has gone to my breasts.

“Oh my God, Murphy!”

He hums around my nipple causing little shivers to race down my body and heat to pool at the juncture of my legs. I try to close them but find that he’s wedged himself in between them making that impossible. It takes me a minute to realize my arms have come up and wrapped themselves around him, my hands pressed to the back of his head holding him to me.

He switches sides and brings his hand up to play with the other one, plucking the nipple and causing delicious swirls of hunger and heat to curl through my body. He switches back to the other side leaving the one that was just in his mouth to crinkle up tight once the cool air hits it causing me to gasp.

“Oh…my God! Murph…”

My knees come up on either side of him trying to find some source of friction for the ache growing between my legs.

“My God, you taste good.”

I'm not certain how to take that as he buries his face in the swells of my breasts until they are all around him. “I…I taste…?”

“Oh, hell yeah, baby. Fucking delicious. You know where I bet you taste even better?”

I shake my head not having a clue until he takes my hands in his. He presses kisses to both palms before tilting me backward until I’m lying down on the table on my back. His hand comes up to touch my cheek before he runs it down the column of my neck and between my breasts. He deviates away from the middle of my body so he can run his fingertips over the crests of my nipples and then back to the center.

He drags those dangerous digits over the indent of my belly button and then stops at the top of my bare mound. His eyes have a feverish quality about them that makes them glitter in the low light that falls over the table giving him an almost ethereal look. He stops and meets my eyes with his glittering blue ones.

“Who did you do this for?”

My brows crinkle together trying to figure out what he is asking but my lust-fogged brain isn’t coming up with anything.

I shake my head to show him I don’t understand, and he drops a kiss on the bare flesh.

“This pussy, sunshine. Who did you shave this pussy for?”

My eyes widen and I reach down to touch the place he speaks of, but he stops me and collects my hands in one of his. His other is free to run over my bare skin. I tremble as I try to find the words to answer him.

“I…I don’t like to, um, be all…when…, shit! When I have that time of the month…I don’t like….”

“So, you do it for you.”

I nod wondering why he asks.

“Now you do it for me. I like seeing the way your pussy spreads open when my dick is going inside of you. And I like seeing all this sweet nectar drip from you like you’re a juicy little piece of fruit. And I especially like watching as I use my fingers to spread you apart so I can look at the soft heart of your body.”

His words would be enough to make me hot and wet but then he does what he’s talking about, putting his words into practice. He uses the first two fingers to open me up as he dips his head so that he is right in front of my spread pussy. I try to put my hand between his view and it, but they are still trapped in his other hand.

He plants his face right against me and draws a breath in. It takes me a few moments to realize what he is doing. He’s smelling me! When I figure it out, I gasp and try to sit up. He releases my hands so he can place his on my tummy to hold me down.

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