Page 107 of Exiled


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A man. Not a kid.

My lip curves up in a dazed smile.

Finally.

“I don’t know, Sky,” he says, sounding sincere. There’s also a hint of uncertainty there, telling me that a part of him is just as puzzled as I am. “But I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it. What it was like to touch you. Feel you.” His breaths quicken, his voice turning ragged. “What I wanted to do to you…”

“Really?”

“Yes. You’ve flipped my entire world upside down.” He says it like it’s a marvel, not a curse, and my smile widens.

He eases my briefs over my hips, sliding them over the curve of my ass, exposing my skin to the surprisingly chilly air. Or maybe that’s just my nerves at being fully bared to him in the light of day, while he’s still in his boxers.

Lips trail over my collarbone. My skin pebbles in his wake.

“What did you wanna do?” I whisper.

I hear him swallow. And then I feel his mouth open against my skin, just under my shoulder. He buries his teeth there, just breathing. Panting heavily. “Would it scare you if I said everything?”

My entire body trembles and I clamp my fists together, resisting the urge to touch him. I want to—fuck, do I want to—but I don’t know if I can.

That’s silly, right?

He’s here, taking free reign of my body, and yet I’m not sure if I’m allowed to do the same.

“Fuck, your skin tastes good,” he moans. “Like the ocean, but sweeter.” He crouches more, dragging his mouth down my chest. His scruff scratches along my skin, prickling my nipple, hardening it. He hums, taking the rigid point between his lips and sucking hard.

“Fuck,” I breathe sharply.“Nolan,”I whine.

He chuckles cruelly, biting down on my nipple.

My hands fly back, scrambling for the wall for something—anything—to hold on to. My fingers brush a shelf, and I hold it tight, paying little mind to the way the corner jabs into the center of my palm. If anything, the pressure grounds me.

Something rattles and shakes, falling to the floor, but neither of us look to see what it is.

“I wonder…” he murmurs, lowering to his knees. “Do you taste like the ocean everywhere?”

Oh my—

Ignoring the briefs still wrapped around my knees, Nolan grips my waist and presses forward, burying his face in my groin. My cock is thick and rigid, squished between his scruffy face and my stomach.

He inhales deeply and I shiver, nails biting into the shelf—the wall—wherever I can reach behind me.

“Fuck, sweetheart,” he grumbles. Pulling back, he peers up at me through his dark lashes, and I gape at the sight.

This big, strong, rugged man down on his knees, face inches from my cock. Shoulders bunched tight with muscles. Tattoos on full display.

His mouth kicks up in a wicked grin. “Barely even touched you yet, and look how wrecked you are.”

I feel it then. The boiling heat spreading over my face. Down my chest.

“So pretty and pink for me.” He pokes his tongue out, not taking his eyes off mine as he licks a languid stripe up the underside of my cock.

My breath hitches with my intake of air, neck tendons straining.

His eyes, so dark, there’s no green in sight…they sparkle up at me, glittering with a mix of arousal and satisfaction. “Can’t say I ever thought I’d find myself here.”

I whimper, nodding. It’s all I can do.

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