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Jack of Blades

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by Ava Gray

"Do you think…" Her voice trembles slightly. "Do you think I'm capable?"

"Of being a mom?"

She nods slowly.

"I've admired your softness and your gentility and your strength at handling tough customers for years. I think you have all the qualities of being a great mom."

Sabina lifts her gaze to mine and a couple of tears swim in her eyes. Unable to hold myself back, I lean forward and cup her face, caressing the apple of her cheek to stroke away the stray tear that leaks.

"I'm here to help you," I say softly. "I'm here to support you, so you take all the time you need."

Sabina lifts her hand and curls it around my wrist, squeezing gratefully. With a sparkling sea behind her and dazzling stars above, I'm so transfixed by how beautiful she looks that I don't see the kiss coming until Sabina's suddenly in my lap, her lips crashing down against mine.

"Thank you," she gasps against my mouth. "Thank you."

I try to tell her she's welcome but her arms wind around my shoulders and her lips press so hard against mine that there's no space for anything else. We both did amazing things today and with her heated body aligning with mine as she slots perfectly into my lap, my mind goes blank.

My arm snakes around her waist, and I rise briefly to switch out positions and set her down on the lounger. Her arms remain around my neck but from this position, hovering over her, I finally gain the space to speak as she gasps for air.

"You're welcome, Sabina. I'm here for you. Whatever you need."

20

SABINA

Cassian's eyes sparkle like the stars themselves and I slide my hands up his neck to caress around the curve of his hair. The shorter curls of his hair brush roughly against my fingertips, but I follow that sensation and pull him down for another kiss, and everything else melts away.

All thoughts of Illyana and Mario and the truth Cassian revealed melt from my mind, tucked away for another time. Right now, I want to focus on the handsome man kissing me, the gorgeous body carefully lying down on mine, and the romantic view of stars and ocean as we glide through the water on a luxury yacht.

Our lips weave together, chasing one another as if each mouth is unwilling to be parted from the other even when the ache to breathe rears its head. Kissing until we're breathless is more romantic than anything else and I sink into it, using my grip to keep Cassian right where I want him. It works for a few minutes and he chases each kiss with the same heat as me.

But he doesn't seem sated. Each kiss deepens. His tongue traces the seam of my lips and slips inside to devour me in a rush that sends my heart racing through my chest, then he pulls away and kisses down my jaw to my neck.

I gasp and gaze up at the stars. They twinkle and wink at me but I barely see them as my focus remains on Cassian's lips and tongue working against my throat and then sweeping down to my collar. There, he nips at my skin and groans slightly, then he continues down my body. Each roaming hand pushes up my shirt, tugs at the fabric ties keeping it closed, and paws at the hem of my skirt. By the time I click where he's going, Cassian's already guiding my knees apart and letting my skirt pool around my hips.

"You're so beautiful," he murmurs, speaking with such awe in his voice. Heat immediately rushes to my cheeks, and I try to close my legs, but the moment Cassian feels pressure against my palms, he drops down onto his chest and presses his lips against my inner thigh.

Every kiss burns, every graze of his facial hair sends shivers of delight up and down my spine, and by the time he kisses up to the hem of my panties, heat has tightened in my core to the point of throbbing desire. How quickly he turns me on should be studied.

Maybe I'll ask him to test it with me again and again. And again.

His hot breath ghosts across the inside of my thigh and then his tongue presses flat against my panties. The heat and pressure from his tongue against my pussy sends a thrill of goosebumps scattering up and down my thighs, and my legs tremble. Cassian curls one hand around my thigh and gently presses it to the side while his other hand sweeps across my clothed pussy and then gently pulls the material aside.

The moment his tongue touches me is utter ecstasy. I arch back into the lounger with such force that the wooden supports creak. One hand flies into my hair, and I grip on while the other roams my body, seeking out my nipples through my top. They stand alert and proud, straining against the fabric as if they're just as eager for attention from Cassian's tongue.

And what attention it is.

I can barely comprehend the slow, sensual rolls of his tongue, the gentle open-mouthed kisses against my vulva, or the rolling suction against my clit. It all melts together into a blur of hot sensation that drives the pleasure in my core higher and higher. I can't think. I can barely breathe. Heat consumes from the inside out and I gladly give myself to the flames stoked by Cassian's tongue.

My orgasm crashes over me the minute he spends prolonged time kissing and sucking over my clit, reducing me to a trembling, gasping mess while he presses his face into my pussy and moans. He eats like it's his last meal, like it's the last thing he ever wants to taste and I don't ever want it to end.

"Holy… shit," I gasp as the tendrils of pleasure sending spasms to my core and muscles finally start to fade. "That was… that was—oh! Cass!”

He takes the words right out of my mouth when his cock enters me in one slow, continuous thrust. So caught up in my pleasure, I hadn't noticed him shed his clothes and now he hovers over me in his gorgeous, naked glory with his thick cock easing me open.

I immediately hook my legs around his waist and draw him in with a long, low groan. Trailing my fingers down the side of his face, I drop down to where petals of a floral tattoo rest at the base of his neck. They sweep down to his chest and then across his ribs; countless flowers of all kinds and colors.

"Wow," I breathe out, caught between the ache of his cock inside me and the awe of his tattoos hidden underneath his shirt. "These are beautiful."