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I gaze down at his handsome face, the scar on his cheek, just another mark of pain placed on him in the past, the powerful shoulders, the silver hoop in his nose, the blue crystal swinging from one ear, the thin braid brushing his collarbone.
He’s so gorgeous it’s enough to fry a girl’s brain.
Then he lifts my skirt, his hands traveling up my thighs, warm and callused, and even that thought flees. He drags my panties down slowly, the flames in his eyes jumping and dancing, turning the dark into golden light.
He lifts one of my feet, then the other, freeing the lacy panties, and brings them to his nose, inhaling deeply. “Fuck,” he murmurs. “Delicious.”
“Rys—”
He lets my panties fall to the floor and shoves my short skirt up, the sudden movement causing me to flail and grab at his hands. “Wait—”
“I’m gonna put my mouth on your pussy,” he says, earnestly and quietly, “are we clear? I’m going to lick you, eat you up until you come. Trust me, I know what I’m doing, but hey, if you wanna stop at any moment, just say the word, cupcake.”
“What word?” I breathe, suddenly grateful that he pushed me against the wall because I’m not sure my legs can hold me up.
“Cupcake,” he says again, his mouth tipping up on one side in a crooked smirk. “That’s your safeword, all right?”
Laughter rises in my throat, but he doesn’t give me much time to overthink it. He lifts one of my legs over his shoulder and dives in.
Like he said he would, he puts his mouth on me—warm, firm lips, a rough tongue with that hard point of the stud, dragging over all my sensitive places, making me gasp and tremble. His thumbs spread me more so he can push his tongue deeper, into me, and I cry out, already pulsing deep inside and feeling the pressure skyrocketing.
He doesn’t let me come, though, not yet. He goes back to licking me, slow drags of his tongue, until I want to scream with frustration. The pressure builds and builds until I ache, every pass of that stud sending off sparks that settle low in my belly, filling me up.
With the tip of his tongue, he toys with the sensitive nub between my folds until small spasms of pleasure rock me, but then he stops again.
“Rys…” I hiss, clenching my hands against the wall.
And he lifts his mouth off me. “Yeah? What is it?”
“Don’t stop…”
“Did I hear you say please? No, I don’t think I have.”
That’s it, I’m going to hit him. “Rys.”
“Yes, darling? Need to use your safeword?”
“Rys!”
His grin is wide and shit-eating. “Ah. As it pleases my lady,” he says and buries his face back between my legs.
It turns out he had really been holding back, becausewhoa. My hands open and splay against the wall to help anchor me as he uses his lips and tongue to torment me with pleasure, bring me to the brink again and again, suck on my nub, push deep into me, lash me with unbearable skill until my pussy clenches.
It clenches so hard I cry out again. His tongue moves in and out, his lips suck, his thumbs press, and my entire body goes off, bursting into flames.
Oh, God. Oh, wow.
With one last lick that makes me shiver, he pulls back, his hands stroking the inside of my thighs. He lifts my leg off his shoulder, lowers it to the floor—then stands up and catches me when my knees actually give out.
“I’ve got you,” he says softly, swinging me up in his arms.
It wasn’t supposed to be like this. He wasn’t supposed to be so thoughtful, so handsome, so kind. So skilled.
I still have to see why he’s so terrible. I mean, apart from what Ophelia wrote in her notebook. I wonder if Melissa has more info, or Vanessa, or…
“And now?” he says. “What’s on your mind?”
“I want you,” I whisper. “Please, Rys. I want you inside me.”
