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“I’m glad you like it.” I hate that I won’t get the chance to see you wearing it.
“It’s a thoughtful gift.”
When I bought it, I pictured myself tracing the fucking thing with my tongue, but I guess the one she has in right now will just have to do.
“Thank you.” She takes the box, replacing the lid and sets it on the table beside her purse.
When she steps closer, my arms automatically go around her like we’ve been coming together like this for years.
Before her lips can reach mine, I pull my head back.
“Tonight’s a special night.”
“It is,” she agrees, but she doesn’t tell me her truth.
“Tonight is the only special night.” She blinks, looking away for a brief moment in understanding before nodding her agreement. “Let’s make the most of it.”
She has to know I won’t be in New York forever, but I’m an asshole and don’t open my mouth to tell her just how soon I will be leaving.
She squeals, a joyous sound that arrows straight to my dick, when I lift her off of her feet. Her legs instinctively wrap around my hips, splitting that damn robe so the warmth of her body is directly against me.
I don’t think about the differences in our age or the opposite lives that we lead as I lay her on the bed, covering her body with my own. My senses are overwhelmed with all of her—the softness of her skin when I pull the tie of the robe to reveal every inch of her perfect skin, the smooth dip of her stomach when she breathes, the pulse pounding at the hollow of her throat.
“You are so fucking perfect,” I whisper as I lower my mouth to her shoulder, hand tugging her leg up so it hitches on my hip.
Her breathing is ragged, chest moving up and down, drawing all of my attention to the pink peaks of her nipples. God, how many times have I pictured sucking them into my mouth? More times than there are stars in the sky, I’m certain.
Her breath hitches when I blow a stream of air over the tip before swiping at it with my tongue. Her fingers, trembling slightly, wrap in my hair, but she doesn’t tug to make me stop.
I pull my head back, checking in with her anyway. “You okay?”
“Perfect,” she pants. “Do that again?”
I grin wide. If she thinks my mouth on her nipple for a split second felt amazing, she’s in for a world of surprises tonight.
I give her exactly what she needs, sucking the tip of one breast into my mouth before kissing across her sternum to do the same to the other. I nip at the curve of one while pinching the nipple of the other between two fingers.
Her back comes off the bed, and she has to be the most perfect thing I’ve ever had under me. Her eyes are closed, mouth slightly open with her face pointed to the ceiling. I could’ve had this. We could’ve shared this long before now. I could’ve had more time with her, more opportunities to please her, but I refuse to feel the loss of those chances.
If anything more happened before tonight, this wouldn’t be as important, wouldn’t be as amazing. This is exactly how it always should’ve been.
“Watch me,” I urge, lowering my mouth back to her skin and licking at the barbell in her belly button.
Her eyes flutter, but she manages to keep them open.
“Are you going to—” Her tongue licks at her lips as she sucks in a ragged breath. “There?”
“Do you want me t—”
She nods nearly violently, bringing a stop to my words and forcing a laugh to bubble out of my throat.
I want to ask if it’s ever happened before, if she’s ever let a man get this close to her, but the second my mouth opens, my tongue dips back down to her skin. Wide green eyes stare down at me, mouth hanging open as I split her with my tongue.
“Oh God,” she moans.
Yep, probably the first time. My cock throbs, begging me to stop ignoring him.
I spread her with the width of my shoulders, lifting her lower body off the bed and putting her on display. She continues to blink up at me as I taste and tease her. The muscles in her stomach contract, the ones in her legs trembling against my biceps as her head nods over and over in encouragement.
Jesus Christ. She’s going to come on my mouth in seconds. I double my efforts, licking into her, swiping at her swollen clit, moaning in pleasure when her sweet taste hits the back of my throat.
“Flynn,” she groans, her legs locking up, thighs attempting to lock me in place.
Jesus, baby. Just let it happen.
And it does. Powerful, unused muscles pulse against my mouth, making my cock threaten to explode.
