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Her eyes roll. “Okay, okay. One more minute.”
I grab my phone and respond to a text from my mom, telling me how happy she is for Laiken and me. Just as I hit send, the bathroom door opens once more.
“Okay,” Laiken murmurs.
Glancing up from my phone, the biggest grin immediately spreads across my face when I see her. She’s leaning against the doorway, dressed in a fucking trench coat. It’s been a running joke since the night I finally stopped fighting this, and as my eyes rake over her, I realize there isn’t anything shedoesn’tlook sinful in.
“Please tell me you have nothing on under that,” I beg.
She bites on her bottom lip. “Why don’t you come find out for yourself?”
I definitely don’t need to be told twice. Standing up, I stalk toward her—keeping my gaze locked with hers. Once I’m close enough, I slowly undo the coat and slide it off her shoulders, but the moment I do, I’m fucking speechless.
She’s wearing white, lacy lingerie. It looks like she tapped into a fantasy I didn’t even realize I had and replicated it perfectly. The bodysuit hugs her in all the right places. And as I slide my hands down over the soft material, she arches into my touch.
“You like it?” she questions, looking up at me through hooded lashes.
I exhale, not even able to make a joke right now. “I love it. God, you’re stunning.” Pulling her closer into me, I put my lips to the shell of her ear. “I am going to worship every last inch of your body.”
“It’s all yours.”
Fuck.“Damn right it is.”
My lips meet the skin between her neck and her shoulders first, kissing it softly. I meant what I said—I’m going to take my time with her tonight. She lets out a breath and arches her neck to give me more space, while I drag my fingertips up the inside of her thigh.
The good thing about these bodysuit things is it’s so simple to slide it right out of the way. And when my fingers brush across her clit, she looks more than pleased with her decision. Her back is against the bathroom doorway, and I lift her right leg just enough to give me the right angle.
It’s so fucking hot to see her like this, instantly starting to come apart on my fingers. But what she doesn’t know is I don’t plan on stopping until she’s begging me. Her head falls back as she gives me the first orgasm of the night and she bites her lip, but never again does she need to be quiet. Not in here. Not with me.
“Nuh-uh,” I tell her. “You’re going to let me hearallof it. I want you screaming until your throat is raw.”
Dropping down to my knees, I move her leg so it’s draped over my shoulder. She watches me as I smirk at her, and dive into something much more delicious than the wedding cake she fed me earlier. A breathy moan leaves her mouth while I suck on her clit and slip two fingers inside.
“Oh my God,” she pants. “Your mouth should be illegal.”
I smirk against her pussy. That’s one thing I love about her—she’s always so damn responsive. Just one flick of my tongue is enough to have her squirming, and she doesn’t even realize how much it turns me on.
“Mali can get you another one of these things, right?” I ask, referring to the bodysuit.
She nods, and that’s all I need to know before I rip the bottom of it in half, freeing her completely to me.
“That’s better.”
A soft laugh leaves her mouth, but the second I’m on her again it turns to a moan. Her fingers come down to lace into my hair, and she arches her hips to grind herself against my face. The taste of her is so addictive I can’t get close enough. I want to fucking suffocate on her.
Gripping her waist, I lift her up. Her other leg goes over my shoulder as I carry her over to the bed and lie back with her on my face. She instantly tries to hover, but when I grip her and pull her down, she gets the point.
“Fuck,” she breathes. “Hayes.”
That’s it, baby.
Her hips start to move as she grinds on my face, until she’s desperately chasing her own high for the second time. And when she lets go, she fills the room with the sound of it as my mouth carries her through it, her whole body trembling from the sensation.
“Look at you. So fucking good for me.”
She climbs off and starts undoing my pants. “Always good for you.”
“You are, baby,” I tell her. “You’re always perfect for me. So perfect.”
