Page 16 of Last Love


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Islide my hand down Liv’s spine, enjoying the feel of her flesh beneath my fingers. So soft, but even now as she sleeps, I can sense the strength in her. It’s odd that I feel as if I know her better than other women I’ve slept with.

And I only have one night. Not even that. It’s only been a few hours and I’m worried that I might not be able to let her go. I know that I should let her sleep, but I can’t help myself.

Leaning down, I replace my fingers with my mouth. She has the sweetest skin. I kiss and lick my way down her spine, waking her up again. I could do this every morning of my life.

That thought has me pausing for a few seconds. It’s insane to feel like this. Good thing this is for only one night because she made sure I understood she doesn’t have time for a man. And I definitely don’t have time for a woman.

“Mason.” Sleep fogs her voice, deepening it over the syllables in my name. My cock—already interested—jerks. It’s like her voice is the only aphrodisiac I need right now.

I keep kissing down her spine as I cup her ass, palming it, shuddering as she shifts beneath my ministrations.

“Yes?”

She rolls over to face me. Her hair is a mess of dark silky curls, her eyes are barely opened, and there is a secret smile curving her lips.

“You…”

Then she says nothing else. Maybe because I’ve set my hand on her hip. I can’t believe she had been worried about how she looks. I mean, no, she’s not twenty, but damn, those subtle curves are killing me.

“I what?”

She sighs, the sound filled with need.

“You said you were from Texas.”

“Yep.” I lick the tip of her nipple.

“What’s your favorite thing about Texas?”

I look up at her. This is what she did when we had our drinks earlier. I have a feeling it’s a control thing she doesn’t even realize she does. She feels a little vulnerable, so she asks questions to distance herself.

“Is that what you really want to talk about?”

“I’m…” Her voice trails off when I keep my gaze locked with hers as I lean forward and lick her nipple again.

“You’re what?”

Another lick.

“Sexy?”

Lick.

“Amazing?”

Lick.

“Mason.” This time, she whispers my name, and it’s my undoing. The desire I hear in her voice has my hands shaking, but I refuse to let myself rush through this. I kiss a path down her body, licking and nipping her sweet flesh as I go. Her fingers are sliding through my hair as she moans my name. Her throaty tone has me doubling my efforts as I slip farther down, kissing first her belly button, then down to the treasure I seek, her sweet pussy.

I slide my tongue along her dripping slit. Fuck, she has the most delicious pussy I have had in my life. And I will be honest, there has been quite a few. Just because I couldn’t commit to a relationship didn’t mean I didn’t have women. This woman, though, it’s like she was made for me.

I plunge my tongue inside her hot core, then suck on her clit. She bows off the bed, and amazingly, I know she’s really close. Any time I put my mouth on her core, she goes off like a bottle rocket. I slide my hands beneath her ass and devour her. She’s so fucking wet all the time, so ready, and the taste of her…sweet and sassy and addictive. Her fingers clench in my hair as she screams my name.

“That’s it, Liv. Come all over my tongue,” I say, diving back in to lap up her juices. I don’t let up until I push her over the edge once more, this time with two of my fingers inside of her as I lick and tease her clit.

I disentangle her fingers from my hair and rise to my knees, turning her over onto her stomach again. God, that ass. I was right. She has an amazing ass.

I know there’s a good chance this is my last time with her. My heart almost stops beating when I think those words. I push that aside because it will distract me.

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