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“You’re better than I dreamed.” I kiss her throat, tasting her skin and then moving lower to admire her full breasts. “You were made to be a pinup, beautiful, but no one else will ever get to see these curves.” I capture one nipple in my mouth and suck the hard tip. She arches, her fingers pulling my hair as I cup her other perfect tit, my hands just big enough to encompass it.
I suck and nip at her till she’s panting. Then I switch to her other nipple and mark it as mine. I could suck her all day, just playing with these gorgeous tits, but I can’t deny my need for more of her. The way she’s moving her hips against me and trying to get friction—I know just what she wants.
So I kiss my way down from her breasts. When I get to her stomach, she tenses.
“What?” I look up at her, her eyes on me.
“It’s just.” She squirms. “I’m just sort of round and—”
“Perfect. That’s what you are.” I kiss her stomach, following the curves of her body. “You’re beautiful, Bells, all of you. Every last fucking inch of you.” I run my teeth along the soft skin of her waist, then bite her hip.
She moans, and the sound goes straight to my cock. I can’t resist any longer. I need to know what she tastes like. Dipping down, I press a kiss to the dark curls at the top of her sex, then slide my tongue into her slit.
“Barrow!” She arches, and I spread her legs wide and wedge my shoulders between them.
“Look at this pretty pussy.” I lick her from bottom to top and relish her taste. My cock’s so hard it’s trying to ram a hole through the mattress, but this isn’t about me. It never has been, not from the moment she walked into my life. “I think it wants to be kissed more than anything else.” I lick again, then suck her clit.
She gasps, and I don’t stop. I suck and taste her until her thighs shake. Then I press a finger into her tight cunt. She’s wet and needy, her body ready for release, but I don’t grant it, not until she’s so desperate to come she begs me for it.
Easing another finger in, I stroke her inside and focus on her clit, flicking my tongue against it before bearing down and sucking on it.
Her hips lock.
I back off.
“Barrow!” Her voice is a symphony of need and frustration.
“What is it, beautiful?” I twist my fingers up and press deeper inside her.
“I’m so close.”
“You want to come on my face, Bells?”
She shakes.
“Because that’s what I want. I want to taste your pleasure. Just tell me that’s what you need, beautiful.”
“Please,” she whimpers. “Please let me come.”
That’s all I need to hear. I return to her clit and stroke her with my fingers. When I run my teeth along that sensitive nub, she stops breathing, her body arches, and she comes on a low moan that is nothing except my name on repeat.
A perfect sound. One I want to hear every day for the rest of my life. I keep sucking and licking until she shakes at each contact.
Then I pull back and marvel at her. Hard nipples, wet pussy, and flushed skin. The most beautiful sight I’ve ever seen.
She stares up at me, her eyes dazed. “That was—”
“Not everything.” I smirk and lean back down and kiss her thigh, moving lower to her knee. “After all, you said you wanted me to kiss youeverywhere.” So I do. And I take my time.
* * *
I heave the axe downward and split the wood with an explosive separation. Then I grab one of the halves and line it up on the stump so I can swing again.
My cock is still half hard and aching for Bells. But after I devoured her earlier, I let her rest. If we get into bed again, I don’t know if I’m strong enough to keep my dick to myself. Because, fuck, I keep thinking about her tight cunt, her hard nipples, and the way she said my name.
I slam the axe down so hard it gets embedded deeply into the stump and the pieces I split fly off into the snow around the patio.
“Too much mustard on that one.” Tiernan loads the wheelbarrow with the firewood.
