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His smile morphed, turned sharp. “No? Don’t you want to feel my lips on your pussy, Star?”
Gulping, I let my eyes lower to that sinful, wicked mouth that was quirking into a deeper grin at my prolonged study of it.
“I-I think we should catch some rest. We have a busy day tomorrow.”
“I’m never too busy for this,” he chided, gently parting my feet and shuffling forward so his knees could settle between them. My inner thighs clamped down so they didn’t spread, and he arched a brow at the sight. “Don’t you want to go to sleep on a high?”
My nostrils flared at the question.
Yes. Yes, I fucking did.
“No fingers,” I rasped.
His eyes narrowed at the request, but he nodded. “Can I spread your legs with my hands?”
“Yes, just…” I swallowed, knowing it didn’t make sense, but stuff didn’t need to make sense for it to be a trigger.
“I won’t finger fuck you,” he promised, seeming to sense that was the source of my unease.
“O-Okay, then,” I agreed.
“Just pleasure, Star, no pain.”
I licked my lips again, repeating, “Just pleasure. No pain.”
His smile was back to being warm,comforting,as he stroked my calves, shifting higher to my knees where he gently began to pry them apart. Pry—because my muscles weren’t obeying.
I blew out a breath as the past and present blurred into a morass of memories I struggled to evade.
This was my time.
My moment.
As he’d said—just pleasure. No pain.
I looked at him, really goddamn looked at him, and thought to myself,This is Conor.He’ll never hurt you. He’ll never, ever find pleasure in making you scared of him, in making you suffer, in exchanging sex for food.
It helped me to let him spread my thighs.
His gaze dropped to my sex, and I knew I was wet and that the slick from my arousal had nothing to do with the water from the shower.
What he saw had him groaning.
His hands moved to my feet and he angled my knees to the side, parting me farther until I was clenching my eyes closed because every inch of me was exposed.
Exposure was something I’d had to adapt to. Nudity was a way of life, but revealing this much of myself without force wasn’t.
He pressed his lips to my knee, trailing them along my inner thigh until he fluttered his tongue in the small, triangular divot where my leg met my groin. His nose ruffled over my mons, the tip trickling along the sparse hair there before he let his mouth meet my pussy.
I jolted like he’d hit me with electricity. Soft sparks buzzed through my veins, leaving me squirming as the soft flesh of lips I’d only kissed for the first time today explored the most intimate part of me with a gentleness I should have expected from him.
He seduced my pussy.
That was the only way I could describe it.
Conor didn’t dive right in; he didn’t ravage me.
He teased me, sure. But it was a slow, charming seduction that saw him nibbling on my pussy lips, that had him circling my clit with his tongue, that made him use the flat of it for maximum surface coverage over my most sensitive area.
