Page 125 of Sparks Fly

“Can you feel how much I missed you?”

“Jesus, baby.” I pushed her underwear down and she stepped out of them completely.

“Sit.”

She did, and I dropped to my knees in front of her. I spread her legs and looked up at her.

God, she was beautiful. Pupils blown, lips parted, wanting written all over her face.

I kissed the inside of her thigh before settling between her legs.

She gasped at the first stroke of my tongue.

“Yes,” she breathed. “Don’t stop. Please.”

I breathed against her skin. “You’re so responsive. I love how you feel.”

Her fingers slid into my hair. “Sawyer.”

I pulled her closer and ran my tongue over her again, slower this time.

Her hips jerked against my mouth. “Fuck.” Her grip tightened. “Just like that.”

I kept going, listening to every broken breath and quiet moan. I had missed this. The taste of her. The way her thighs tightened around me. The way she said my name when she was trying not to lose control.

I pushed two fingers inside her.

She cried out, her back arching as I curled them. “Oh my God.”

“There?” I asked, even though I already knew.

“Yes. Right there.”

I wrapped my free hand around her thigh and held her open while my mouth moved over her again. She was already close. I could feel it in the way her body tightened and the way her breathing turned sharp and uneven.

“Baby,” she gasped. “I’m going to come.”

I looked up at her. Her head was tipped back, her lips parted, her chest rising fast.

“Look at me.”

Her eyes dropped to mine.

“Come for me.”

Her whole body tensed. My name broke from her as she came against my mouth, her fingers pulling at my hair while I kept going until her thighs shook.

“Stop,” she gasped, laughing breathlessly as she tried to pull me away. “Too much.”

I kissed the inside of her thigh before standing.

She reached for me immediately and dragged me between her legs. “Come here.”

Her mouth found mine, hungry and messy. She moaned when she tasted herself on my tongue, her hands moving down my back before slipping beneath the waistband of my underwear.

“I need these off.”

I stepped out of them, and she pulled me onto the bed. I barely caught myself before she rolled us over and settled on top of me.