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I drop to my knees before her, loving the look of apprehension on her face as she looks down her body at me. I lift one of her legs and rest it on my shoulder, opening her up for me.
“Cody . . .” she trails off. Her eyes bounce back and forth between mine as I run my hands up her thighs. “No one has ever . . .”
“Tasted your pussy? Devoured you like their favorite meal?” I smile up at her. “Prepare yourself.”
I part her lips, spreading her open in the most obscenely sexy way possible. My mouth waters as I inhale the scent of her desire. Her clit is visibly throbbing for attention so I lower my mouth to it, lightly flicking my tongue back and forth.
“Oh God.” A surprised moan slips from her lips. “Fuck.”
She whimpers and gasps as I slowly work her clit, letting her body dictate what I do. When her fingers dive into my hair and latch on, I know I’m doing something right so I keep the same pressure and pace. The way her belly trembles with each pant and moan from her drives me fucking crazy. I slip my fingers back inside her.
“Oh fuck, Cody.” She grinds shamelessly against my face and I’m fucking living for it. She pulls my hair some more. “You’re going to make me come.” I curl my fingers to the front wall of her channel, looking for the spot I know will send her over the edge, but she comes with a cry of my name before I find it. I lick and suck and stroke her through the entire orgasm.
Her dazed eyes look down at mine and she gives me a little smile. She’s about to say something when we hear the front door of the cabin swing open and Blake calls out our names.
ChapterThirteen
“Fuck,” Cody mumbles as he stands up. “Just a minute,” he yells out to the guys.
He gives me a long, hungry look that has desire coursing through my body. His lips come down on mine gently. The way he kisses me with such reverence steals my breath. He moans against me when I suck his lower lip. I’m so turned on by tasting myself mixed with him.
I gasp as he palms my breasts, his fingertips circling my nipples. He smiles as he deepens the kiss again. I drag my fingers down his wet chest, over his abs and trace one side of his adonis belt until I wrap my hand around the thick base of his dick. It’s my turn to smile when he groans against my lips as I give him a teasingly slow stroke.
Cody pulls away from our kiss and rests his forehead against mine so he can look down at my hand working him. His cock jerks in my hand and his fingers weave into my hair as he moans my name.
“Cherry,” he says, his voice deep and gravelly, and I smile at the new nickname. “You don’t have to do this.”
The way his hips move in sync with my fist tells a different story, but it doesn’t matter, because I want this and I am not stopping unless he physically removes my hand from his body. So I keep fisting his cock, the high from my orgasm and the knowledge that I’m giving him pleasure dulling the pain in my body.
I can feel him hardening even more as I increase my speed and grip him tighter. Part of me wants to drop to my knees and run my tongue up and down his length. I want to know what his cock feels like between my lips, what he tastes like.
“I want you to come for me, Cody.” Another gasp escapes when he yanks on my hair and pulls my head back so we’re looking into each other’s eyes.
“Beg,” he demands. “Beg for my cum.” His eyes are molten heat as his intensity increases tenfold.
I hesitate for a second, remembering who I am and who he is. My bully. My tormentor. But then I remember the look of concern on his face when I launched myself into his arms. How he has done nothing but comfort and protect me since that moment. I can give him this. I want to give him this.
“Please, Cody,” I whisper as I look up into his eyes, “I want to make you come.”
We both watch as my words and touch bring him to the brink. A surge of liquid heat lands on my belly as his chest heaves with heavy breaths. He says my name over and over like a prayer as he empties himself onto me.
It’s embarrassing how turned on I am by what just transpired between us. I never thought I would be a girl who begs, who allows herself to be degraded like this. But here I am, wobbly knees and breathing heavy, more turned on than I ever would have thought possible. I turn my back to him, stepping into the spray to rinse off. Every second that passes has unease rising higher and higher within me.
Cody steps behind me and wraps his hand gently around my neck, tipping my head back until we’re making eye contact. It feels like he can read every thought racing through my mind as his eyes burn into mine. He leans down and brushes his lips over mine.
“It’s okay to enjoy dirty things, Cherry.” He steps fully into the spray and shampoos his hair. “Don’t overthink how you’re feeling right now.”
Easier said than done.
He finishes cleaning up and turns the shower off. I step out and wrap a towel around myself, watching as he pulls a comb out of a drawer and runs it through his hair. All the muscles in his shoulders and back move with the slightest motion, little droplets of water tracing paths over the dips and valleys of muscle, until eventually being absorbed by the towel slung around his waist.
A knock on the bathroom door startles me out of my trance.
“What?” Cody meets my eyes in the mirror with an exaggerated eye roll.
“We have Violet’s bag. There’s one more set of dry clothes in there,” Blake’s voice is muffled behind the door. I hope they found my necklace, too.
“Sweet, be right out.” Cody drops his towel, giving me one last glimpse of his naked body and then slips on a pair of athletic shorts. I’m not going to be able to think of anything else all night knowing he’s naked under those.
