“Cason,” she moans.
God, I don’t think I will ever get tired of hearing my name being moaned from her lips.
I run my fingers along the hem of her shirt before I pull at it. She helps me by taking it off, leaving her full breasts bare for me to take in. I pull back wanting to memorize how they look. Ample, more than a handful, and natural. My kind of breasts.
She turns her face to the side as I look down at her. “Don’t stare, I know I’m not a model or anything.”
How could she ever think that she’s not beautiful?
“Josie, look at me.” The tone in my voice leaves no room for argument.
Her blue eyes meet mine as a strand of ebony hair falls into them.
I brush it away behind her ear before I lightly take one of her pale pink nipples and roll the peak between my fingers.
She gasps.
I don’t let her break eye contact. “You’re beautiful. I could be in a room full of naked models, and do you know who I would pick out of the crowd every single time?”
She shakes her head. Her eyes shine with vulnerability.
Leaning down I press my lips to her forehead before recapturing her gaze. “You. Every. Single. Time.” I punctuate each word with placing kisses on her cheeks and nose, before finishing with a chaste one to her lips.
Her body shudders as I apply more pressure to her nipple and lean down to encompass her other with my lips.
Chapter Fourteen
Josie
I gasp followedby a moan as I reach out to grasp at the back of his neck as his lips suck on my nipple, sending shockwaves of pleasure through my body.
He pinches my other nipple with increasing pressure until it’s almost painful. I love it. I’m so happy he feels the same way about me. He scared me to death in the kitchen, but at least I got him to see death wasn’t the answer. I don’t give a shit what happens, as long as we can find a way to be together. Our families will deal, or they won’t. I rather be with him than be without him.
Shocks of pleasure course down me and I try to hold myself up by his shoulder, my nails dig into his flesh, and scrape down. “That feels so good, Cason.”
A rumble comes from him in the form of a moan as he sucks harder, the tip of his tongue flicking over my nipple. I had no idea my breasts were so sensitive. I never played with them much alone, I didn’t get much out of it, but with him doing it, it feels incredible.
He lets the nipple go with apopand blows on it, sending an icy chill through me and I gasp. He then takes my other nipple into his mouth. My fingers move to comb through his hair. My clit aches to the point it’s throbbing. It’s been days of feeling like this, and I haven’t had many chances to take care of myself. I tried in the bath last night, but I was worried I would moan and he would mistake it for something else and come running in. Now, the idea of him catching me masturbating is hot as hell, but last night I was worried he would shy away in disgust and I didn’t want to face that kind of rejection.
“Please, Cason. I need...” I don’t even know what to say.
He lets my breast go with anotherpop. He leans over me, bracing himself with his arms. I try to keep myself upright and look him in the face without being flat on my back. His brown eyes search mine. “What do you need, baby? Tell me. I’ll give you anything.”
I love hearing him call me that. I’ve wanted him to call me that for so long. If I didn’t know I was awake by actually being able to feel the warmth of him under my touch, I would think all of this was a wonderful dream. One that I never want to wake up from.
I lick my lips. “I need...” my cheeks grow hot.
A small smile pulls at his mouth. “I can’t help you if you don’t tell me. He leans down and kisses the top of my breast. His teeth scrape over it, pulling my flesh between his lips he sucks on the spot to the point of stinging. That’s going to leave a mark, and I can’t wait to see it form and have a reminder of this time at least for a little while. I hope there will be more to come after it.
He moves to the other breast, leaving a mark in the same place. He hums against my skin before he pulls back to meet my gaze. “I need you to tell me, in detail, Josie what you want. Otherwise, I’m perfectly content feasting on your breasts the rest of the day while I wait.”
Oh, hell! The tone in his voice, commanding and yet soft. He’s not being forceful, but he’s laying out the facts. We aren’t going to move on until I tell him all the dirty things I want him to do to me. It’s almost enough to make me come. I try to press my thighs together to get some relief from the aching need, but he stands between them, keeping me from doing so.
The smirk on his face widens to a grin as he shakes his head. “No, no. None of that. Tell me, Josie, what do you want me to do to you?”
“I want you to touch me and kiss me.”
The grin stays as he leans down and presses his forehead to mine. He then litters kisses across my forehead down to my ear. “I’m afraid, baby, that you’re going to have to be more detailed than that. Words matter in terms of context,” he whispers. His warm breath ghosts over my ear before he takes it between his lips and massages it.
