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“Shit, you’re so fucking good like this. I don’t want to blow just yet, baby, and if you keep kissing me like that, like I’m your fucking everything, then I will,” he murmurs into my mouth before pulling from my body, leaving me blinking and unsatisfied, but I shouldn’t have worried because he rolls down beside me and lifts me right onto his face.
My hands fall to his chest as I bow over him and he seals his mouth over my pussy, licking and sucking, using everything against me until I’m coming across his lips and tongue. I lean farther down and swipe my tongue across his hard cock, watching it jerk for me.
“Good girl,” he purrs against me, the vibrations making me jerk away.
Chuckling, he drags me down, bringing his knees up to prop me up as his hard cock presses into me once more and he thrusts up from behind, spearing me on it.
He holds my hips as I face the stairs. “Ride me, Nova. Let me see that pretty pussy swallowing my cock.”
Sighing in pleasure, I roll my hips before using my thighs to ride him with his help, while his fingers stroke my skin once more before grabbing my ass and parting it to see better.
“Fuck, I’ve never seen a more beautiful sight.” He moans behind me, giving me all the control. “That’s it, baby, take me, fuck me, use me for your pleasure.”
I do, winding my hips and doing what feels good until a slow, rolling orgasm washes me away. I feel him sit up, changing the angle, and press his face to my neck, where he nuzzles and trails kisses as he bounces me on his cock, chasing his own release. The lazy thrust of his cock leaves me defenceless against this man, and he knows it.
He knows how to pull me apart and put me back together again, giving me no choice but to surrender his control.
It’s so easy to see why the others follow him and trust him implicitly, and right now, so do I.
He fucks me right into another release, my name on his lips as he grunts and stills, pumping me full of his cum once more.
When the pleasure finally abates, he pulls free of my body, making me wince, and then tugs me into his arms, kissing my face and lips. “You did amazing, Nova, so fucking good. When I can walk, I’ll bathe and feed you.”
“Asshole,” I murmur, even as I snuggle closer.
The chuckle makes his chest lift against me as he strokes my back. “No, that’s for next time, baby.”
Oh fuck.
FORTY-SEVEN
Iroll out of bed, finding the other side cold. Louis is gone, but there’s a T-shirt folded on his pillow with a note on top.
Wear this. Let them all see whom you belonged to last night while I remember the way you came for me so prettily, baby. See you downstairs.
Flipping onto my back, I bite my lip to hold back my smile, feeling like a giggling schoolgirl. Hell, it’s not a sweet, loving note, but damn, it’s perfect for me and for them. Dragging myself up, I force myself to shower, wincing at the soreness between my thighs. It’s that special kind of ache that reminds you that you’ve been good and fucked. I don’t bother with knickers or a bra, and I leave my hair wet and my face bare as I pad back into the other room and slip on the shirt. I fold the note and shove it into my jeans pocket to keep. Not that I’ll admit that to myself.
Walking downstairs, I hear them in the kitchen, their banter reaching my ears even on the second floor. It doesn’t stop when I walk in, which makes me grin wider. Louis winks at me as he adds bacon to a pan, while Nico pushes him out of the way, eggs in his hand. Isaac is nursing a cup of tea and watching it all unfold with a paper folded before him, and he grins when he sees me. D is flipping sausages in a frying pan, and Jonas is doing push-ups on the deck outside.
“Morning, beautiful,” D calls as I pass him, kissing his cheek as I head to the fridge. Nico beats me there, handing me a mug of coffee.
“Juice is on the table. Morning, baby.” He kisses my cheek so close to my lips, I stumble for a moment, and then he whacks my ass with the spatula. “Go get Jonas and sit down. Breakfast is nearly ready.”
When I pass Louis, he leans in and murmurs, “You look awfully good in my shirt, Nova.” The promise in his tone almost has me skipping to the table. Putting my mug down, I pop my head outside.
“Hey, hot stuff, breakfast is ready!” I call.
Jonas stops mid jump clap push-up and grins up at me, his eyes bright. “I’ll be right there—wait, get on my back. Let me use you as a weight.”
Not needing to be told twice, I hurry over and sit on his back cross-legged. He doesn’t even grunt at the added weight as he continues doing push-ups. The others look out and just shake their heads, and when Jonas is done, I climb down and offer him my hand. He takes it, and I hoist him up.
“Ew, you’re sweaty,” I tease, wiping my hand dramatically.
“Yeah, how about I make you all sweaty?” he flirts, and I point my finger at him.
“Don’t you dare. I just showered,” I warn, and his eyes narrow.
“Run, Nova,” he teases.
