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Dipping my finger in the yogurt, I run it down her core and lap it up. Plunging two fingers inside this time, I circle her clit with them and then suck all of it away, humming. “Tastes so fucking good. You were right, this is the best breakfast I’ve ever had.”
“Happy to oblige,” she teases breathlessly as I coat her pussy in the sweet yogurt and lick every inch clean. Pressing two fingers to her hole, I hold them there as I flick her clit with my tongue, and just as she starts to speak, I slam my fingers inside of her and suck her clit into my mouth.
Hard.
When I catch my teeth on it, she cries out and bucks against me. Her pussy clamps around my fingers as I add a third, working it through her tight heat and stroking along her wall on that spot that makes her jerk so hard I have to grab her to keep her on the counter.
I pull my fingers out and thrust them back in, setting a hard pace as I release her engorged clit. I circle it with my tongue and tease her as she pants and writhes. Licking down her pussy, I trace where my fingers spear her cunt, catching her dripping cream before licking back up to her throbbing clit.
“Fuck, fuck, I’m so close, don’t stop,” she begs, like I had any plans to. Like I would ever walk away from this pussy.
Catching her clit between my teeth, I bite slightly, enough to make her scream as she comes, gushing around my fingers. Releasing her clit, I kiss it better and lick down to her pulsing hole, licking my fingers clean as I pull them out.
I kiss her pussy again and lift my head to see her panting. Kissing both of her shaking thighs, I grab the bowl and rest it on her pussy as I grin at her.
Staying between her legs, I dip my tongue into her bowl of yogurt. “Delicious.”
She strokes my hair and grins down at me, her legs still wrapped around my body, and I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else right now. For a moment, my fingers don’t itch and my brain silences. There’s no need to run to a canvas to preserve the moment, instead I live in it with her. She did that. She offered me a moment of peace, a chance to be the one living the scene, not just painting it.
I need to give her some of that peace back. I need to offer some happiness. Cyrus always says I’m too soft, and Bray says I have an affinity for emotions. I can always read what others need, which can be exhausting, especially in my life. But for Blair, I’d suffer it all. I’d bare my heart and soul to help her move past whatever happened to her. Not just Faye, but in her past. I don’t think she has even really looked at the secrets she keeps so close to her chest. As if she lived through it, survived, and simply tried to forget instead of dealing with it.
I guess my brothers and her are alike in that respect. But we will start smart with Faye. It’s evident Blair doesn’t share well, doesn’t open up easily. It took us this long to even get around her outside barrier, and now she’s going to try and use sex to keep us at bay. It won’t work, but it’s cute she thinks it will. Like now, I feel her bricking herself back up. I don’t let her. I sit up and kiss her until she groans, her hands threading through my hair and pulling me closer.
Blair is complicated, but I’ll spend years if I must to peel back every layer of paint because she is something special. She is easily becoming part of this family and wedging herself into my once broken heart. I don’t think I could survive another woman leaving me, giving up on me, but I’m willing to risk it.
For her.
Pulling my lips away, I peck her again softly as her eyes flutter open. I cup her cheek and stroke along her perfect soft skin as I stare into her eyes. “You should go to her,” I murmur, and she blinks, clearly confused. I smile. “Faye, you both need each other. Say sorry and figure it out. It’s hurting you like an open, bleeding wound. I can almost see it leaking. It will attract the sharks, Blair. Do you understand?”
“Like you?” she murmurs, her eyes darting to my lips and back to my eyes as she searches them.
“Yes, like me. Like us. We are the predators, baby, but we aren’t the only ones.” Kissing her again, I pull away. “Go fix your relationship with your best friend. We’ll be here waiting when you get back.”
I grab the bowl and the spoon and hop up next to her as she thinks through my words. She laughs breathlessly, leaning back as I scoop up some yogurt, eat it, and then offer her the next bite. My mouth still tastes like her cum, and I love it. Once we’ve finished eating, she drags her legs up and crosses them, turning to me as she leans into the fridge to prop her up. I turn too, keeping one leg dangling off the edge as I watch her right back. The sun streams in, lighting her up like a painting. My fingers itch to draw or paint her, but for once I stop myself, staying in the moment.
“Are you going to?” I prompt when she just stays quiet.
“I don’t know how. I’m not good at… relationships,” she admits, baring her vulnerabilities.
“Nobody is, not really. We’re all just trying to do the best we can, and that’s all you can do. So try, Blair. You clearly care for her and miss her, just be honest with her.” I shrug. “That’s what I would want.”
Knowing she needs to be left now and not pushed too far, I put the bowl in the sink and hop down. I grab a mug of coffee and turn to leave, then I hear her sigh. “You’re too smart, you know? It’s not fair. You can’t be both.”
“Both?” I reply, looking back with a grin. She’s sitting there with a grin on her face, her thighs parted and hair mussed. I can’t help it, I reach for my phone and quickly snap a picture, making her grin wider.
“Smart and sexy, it isn’t fair.”
“You forgot lethal, babe.” I wink, pocketing my phone. “Now get that fine ass up and sort out your mess. We’ll see you later. I can always lick those wounds better.”
