Page 91 of Sundown Somewhere

Light, sweet kisses pepper the insides of my thighs and then all along my hips, as he prolongs the tease. The punishment for trying to take control. Although if having Hux’s mouth on me is a punishment, then I’ll gladly misbehave all day long. I’ll find all sorts of new ways to get up to no good, just so that he and I can end up like this and⁠—

“Fuck!”

Hux’s tongue hits my clit like a dart to a balloon, sending me soaring. All my synapses fire at once, sending me throttling into space. I see stars, unable to think or breathe as I grasp at anything I can to hold on to. In the distance, I think I hear Hux chuckle again, the vibration of his laughter against me as he continues to work his magic more than I can handle. Wave after wave of indescribable pleasure takes over, my orgasm not slowing down but speeding up, everything around me stopping.

My letdown is easy, my soul drifting back down to earth like a feather floating in the wind. Soft, serene clouds envelop me as I open my eyes, inhaling deeply, drinking in Hux’s unique scent. Wait, no…that’s not clouds. That’s Hux.

“Fuck, are you beautiful when you come,” he whispers, pressing his lips to my forehead and wrapping his strong arms around me fully.

He’s naked, his skin warm and welcoming. Rolling us over, he settles on his back, holding me in place as he turns his focus back to my breasts.

“I need you inside me.” My voice is breathy, wanton, almost to the point where I don’t recognize it. “Now.”

“We need a⁠—”

“No.” I shake my head. “I’ve never…not even with…” I trail off, not wanting to say my ex’s name in this moment. “I saw Doc Galindo right before the wedding. I’m healthy.”

“Same.”

Gripping on to him tighter, I tell him what I want. No, need. “I want to feel you. All of you. Just you. Just us.”

Lifting his hips, Hux grips mine harder, trying to shimmy me down his body. “Slide on down.”

I hesitate for a split second, my own self-consciousness taking over, despite my admission. Being on top—being on display—is not a position I’ve ever been very good at. But that was before. Before I was with someone who liked my curves.

Hux sees my waver, running his hands up my sides to my rib cage and sitting me up. My heart jumps, pulse kicking into high gear, his eyes landing on me and going wide in an instant.

“I want to watch you,” he says, his voice full of gravel, hands roaming over my breasts. “Want to watch you become mine.”

Fuuuuck…

Just like that, all my insecurity flies out of my body. The fire in his dark eyes tells me everything I need to know. All the want and desire he feels. All the care and devotion.

I am his. And he’s mine.

I move down his torso, dragging myself along his smooth skin, leaving a trail of wetness in my wake. Hux groans, his own way of telling me to hurry the fuck up, but it’s my turn to tease now. He’s had his.

Lining myself up with him, I grab his length, stroking him long and hard. That earns me another moan, this time accompanied by a glare. I’m on to something. Time to kick it up a notch. I press the tip of his dick against my clit, teasing myself right along with him, licking my lips and moaning, just to see what happens.

The unhinged, feral growl Hux lets out makes the walls shake. To the point where I’m pretty sure if I wasn’t holding his dick, he would have tried to tackle me.

“Dolly…” he lets out through gritted teeth.

I nod, sharing his sentiment. Enough teasing. I was ready for him a while ago and all I’ve done is drag it out.

Realigning us, I slowly sink onto him, letting him fill me, enjoying the feel. From this angle he hits all the right places, almost instantly, sending a sharp shudder straight down my spine. My eyes flutter closed and I take a moment to settle in.

That moment doesn’t last though, as Hux shifts underneath me, changing the angle and magically finding an even better one, causing me to cry out. I lurch forward, but Hux catches me, kissing me like his life depends on it.

We continue to move like this, finding a rhythm all our own. One where our bodies do all the talking. His hands continue to roam my body like he’s committing it to memory, the look on his face making me feel like I’m the most beautiful woman on earth. Like we are the only two people on this planet and nothing matters but us.

“You have no idea what you do to me,” I mutter, the telltale tingle starting to build in my belly.

“Right back at you, beautiful.”

Reaching up, Hux takes my hands, interlacing our fingers, joining us together. Tears prick at the corners of my eyes, all the feelings that are hovering right under the surface—all the ones I’m not ready to confront—trying to push their way out. I blink hard, trying to push them back, not ready to put a voice to those not so little words that are threatening to slip out.

“Right now,” he continues, “what I want to do is make you come. So I can watch you fall apart.”