Page 140 of Forget Me Not

Once she kisses me, she doesn’t stop, reaching up to fist the roots of my hair and pull me closer to her with a moan.

Fuck, I guess that’s all the signal I needed.

Lowering her back to her feet, I push her into the side of the house, kissing her the way I want to. As if I can brand myself on her, so she’ll think of me after I’m gone.

“Fuck, Nova,” I grit, when I break the kiss to nip the flesh below her jaw. She whimpers in response, reaching between us to palm me through my jeans. “Inside.”

I give her just enough room to slip around me and unlock the door before I’m hoisting her against me and dragging her into the dark living room.

I fall down to the couch and she doesn’t waste a second, straddling me, bringing her lips back to mine, and reaching down to stroke me. I grip her fingers, sliding them off before I come in my jeans and undo the button. Seconds later, when she wraps her hand around me, fisting me from root to tip, I bite back a growl.

“Put me inside you, Nova. I want you to ride me.”

Raising on her knees, she slips me back and forth through her folds moaning when she finally aligns me with her entrance and I push inside just an inch.

“Fuck,” I hiss, my hips shaking. I want inside her. I want to be buried in her so I don’t have to think about what’s coming—about this ending. “That’s it. Take me.”

She pushes down another inch, eyes screwed shut and the sexiest fucking look on her face and I swear, she’s a fucking angel hovering over me.

I slip my hands up the outside of her hips where goosebumps pebble the flesh and push her dress up so I can see her swallowing me.

“You’re so fucking wet, baby.” She breathes out a shaky sigh, raising back up to push back down. “Fucking dripping down my cock.”

“Reid,” she pants, one of her hands on my shoulder, the other resting over mine on her hip.

“Look at me, Nova.”

Those eyes meet mine and my heat builds at the base of my spine.

“Look at me while you ride me. Take all of me, little bird.”

She lowers herself until I’m fully seated in her and can’t do anything but fucking try not to come. Carefully, she raises up, working her hips to ride me and it’s the sexiest fucking thing I’ve ever seen.

“Remember your safe word,” I command. Then I slap her ass hard.

Her back arches and she moans, my name coming out a garbled mix somewhere between a prayer and a curse. If it weren’t for the knowledge that this night is one of our last together, I would have come already, just from watching her.

Reaching up, I tug the straps of her dress down her arms, then lower until those perfect tits pop out, shining in the moonlight through the windows. Her skin glows like a fucking angel and I’m the lonely grim reaper, not worthy of her presence.

Reaching up, I fist the ends of her hair and force her back to arch, changing her angle so she can grind her pussy on me, chasing her orgasm.

“That’s it, Nova,” I coax, teeth clenching against my own orgasm. “Harder . . . Take it all.”

“Reid!” she cries, body spasming over me as she explodes, her movements becoming choppy.

I don’t give her time to adjust. Not tonight. I pull her off me, tossing her on the couch and dip between her legs, tasting her in one full sweep of my tongue.

I growl. She gasps, crying out from how sensitive she is.

I push my tongue inside, dragging it up until I find her clit. Circling the nub, I hold her hips still while she attempts to buck against me.

Her legs shake on either side of my head and she fists my hair, not sure if she wants to push me away or pull me closer.

“Fuck,” she gasps and under normal circumstances, I would chuckle at the dirty words pouring out of her mouth. Right now, though, I understand. I’m right there with her.

I don’t stop until she’s coming for me again, body shuddering underneath me with a light sheen of perspiration clinging to her skin.

This is what she does to me. I can’t think. I can’t eat. I can’t sleep. If it’s not Nova, I don’t fucking want it.

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