Page 35 of Jealous Convict


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“Oh fuck,” he breathes, his voice shaking. “How can you look even more exquisite than you did the last time I saw you?”

His hands tremble as he traces his knuckles—bruised and still callused—over my nipples. The sensitivity is insane.

I mewl and try to pull away, but he holds me still by wrapping his free hand around my upper arm.

“Shhh, baby. Take it. Show me everything you’re feeling. Fuck, I’ve missed my sweet girl’s beautiful body so damn much,” he mutters gruffly.

He rubs my nipples for another minute, hungry, rabid eyes drinking in every reaction. And there’s an overflow of them.

I swing between gasping, shuddering and ugly crying because he’s here and he’s real.

Then one hand trails down, over the belly he doesn’t know is nestling his baby, to my rapidly dampening core.

Still staring at me, he slides one thick finger between my lips, right over my swollen nub to where I’m slick and wet.

He groans deep. “Is all this slippery sweetness for me, baby?”

My knees weaken as he toys with me, dragging his thick finger back and forth, dancing away from where I need him most.

“Tell me it’s still mine, kitten,” he insists.

“It’s still yours, Daddy. Only yours,” I wail. My hand shoots out to clutch his shoulders, fighting to stay upright when dizzy pleasure sweeps over me.

Monroe catches me, firmly lowering me to the bed and grabbing my ankles in both hands.

He brings the arch of my right foot to his mouth and presses kisses there as he widens my legs. “Look at you. So damn beautiful. My memories don’t come anywhere close to doing justice to how lovely you are, kitten. My God,” he mutters.

Then he folds my legs in half and drops to his knees at the bottom of the bed, his eyes riveted on my dripping core.

After trailing his lips down my inner thighs, he leans in close and inhales long and deep. “Jesus Christ, you smell so fucking incredible.” His voice is barely coherent. “This one is gonna be fast, baby. I need a taste so bad. Then I’ll worship you properly, I promise. Okay?”

Delirium is already sweeping me under, but I find the strength to nod a nanosecond before Monroe’s mouth seals over my pussy.

Shock and delight rappel through me at the brazen hunger and shameless devouring as he eats me out like I’m his last meal.

Tongue, teeth, lips, and his thick, demanding fingers. My legs are spread almost uncomfortably wide as he pushes one finger inside me.

My back arches off the bed, sweet sensation blissing through me as he coaxes ever closer to that special place he showed me that first time.

He finds it at the same time as his clever tongue flicks over my clit.

In perfect sync, he teases and torments both spots without mercy. My fingers dig into the sheets, gripping tight for something to hold onto as pleasure surges high, high, higher. “Oh! Oh my God!”

Monroe raises his head for a second, his eyes drilling into mine. “Right there? Is that the spot that makes you gush for Daddy?”

Wetness drips from me, squelching between his fingers. My face heats up but I can’t deny what he’s doing to my body. “Yes! Oh God, please.”

“Come for me, baby. Show me everything I’ve missed. It’ll drive me insane not to be inside you but I’ll start to make up for the hell I’ve been through without you. Come, kitten. Now.”

My body is under his command. The frayed elastic holding me together all these weeks without him snaps and I sob as pure sensation rips me wide open.

Monroe coaxes more commands from my body. “Good girl. Christ, you’re so beautiful when you come, baby. There you go. More, kitten. Give me more. What a fucking good girl you are, gushing so beautifully for Daddy. You’ve been holding it all in for me, haven’t you?” he croons, then swoops in to lap me up.

God, the noises he makes are so filthy, I feel my arousal ramping up all over again. He feels me tightening and grunts with pleasure.

“Is my little girl gifting me with one more?”

“I can’t help it,” I cry, my whole body convulsing with bliss. “It’s…it’s…”

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