Page 59 of Empire of Ash


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“You know my thoughts on repeating myself.”

Even though his words make me throb with need, I frown in puzzlement. But, gingerly, I peel my pajamas off, lying back naked against his pillows. Noel steps back into the bedroom with a glass of water and something else in his fist.

“Take these.”

He drops two white pills into my palm and passes me the glass of water. I frown at them suspiciously.

“They’re extra-strength ibuprofen, Ella,” he grunts. “And they’ll help.”

I flush, realizing how naked my suspicion was on my face. I pop the pills and chase them with a gulp of water before he takes the glass back and sets it on the bedside table.

I frown.

“Wait, why did I have to take my clothes off?”

His lips curl wolfishly.

“So I could do this.”

He slides onto the bed between my legs, carefully spreading them. His mouth drops to my pussy. I flinch, bracing for pain, given how raw and sore I am. But he’s shockingly and uncharacteristically gentle.

He doesn’t devour, he soothes. He doesn’t demand the pleasure, he unwraps it. His tongue dances slowly and lightly over my clit—taking away the ache, soothing the burn.

Melting me into the bed.

My muscles unclench. My hips rise to his tongue. My fingers slide into his thick hair, and I gasp a choked, soft moan as the orgasm seeps slowly through me like a wave.

By the time I’ve caught my breath and opened my eyes, the aching pain is substantially less severe.

“Now?” He growls.

“Better,” I murmur, luxuriating in the glow of my climax.

“Betteris step in the right direction,” he purrs. “We’d better try more of that.”

My eyes bulge.

“Noel—oh fuck…”

His tongue dips softly through my lips again, and I melt into the sheets.

He’s undone me. And I’m not sure I ever want to be put back together.

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