Page 64 of Burned

“That’s it, baby, give in to me,” he muttered, dragging his mouth away from hers before placing his lips against the curve of her neck. He kissed her pulse and the point where her neck and shoulder met. Then he grazed his teeth against her heated flesh. She thought she’d burst into flames right then and there.

Rhys was an excellent kisser. She’d forgotten how good it used to be. Deep down Sadie knew the second he kissed her she was a lost cause because as much as she wanted to protect her heart against him, he was still firmly entrenched there.

As quickly as that thought entered her head, she pushed it away. She couldn’t go down that path with him again. This was purely physical. Yes. That was it. It was the pregnancy hormones making her respond this way. She’d read somewhere pregnancy gave a female’s libido a boost. For now, she’d enjoy the moment and deal with the consequences when it was over.

Sadie didn’t know how it happened, but her blouse was open and Rhys had pushed up her bra to reveal her breasts. Her nipples puckered beneath the intensity of his gaze. He lifted his head to stare down at them as if they were objects of wonders.

“You’re so beautiful. I missed you, so much, Sadie, missed these,” he muttered and lowered his head to capture one turgid peak in his mouth.

Sadie gasped as his hot wet mouth tugged and sucked on her nipple and breast. He cupped the globe with his palms in near reverence as he continued to lick, lave and nip her taut nubbin.

Wanting more—needing it, she lifted her neglected breast and offered it to him. “Please,” she croaked. Was that her voice? So desperate and laden with need for him?

Slowly he raised his head with a wet pop. He circled her areola with his finger. “Tell me what you want me to do to you baby. I want to hear it.”

“Please touch me here, Rhys. Please.” She pointed to one sensitive breast.

“You make my dick so fucking hard when you beg like that, but I think you want me to do more than touch you.”

She nodded, unable to form the words.

“Tell me,” he growled.

“I want you to suck it. Lick it—like the other one. Please.”

A soft chuckled escaped his lips. “That’s my girl. I can think of nothing I’d rather do. He took her neglected nipple between his teeth and bit down making Sadie gasp in pleasure pain. He continued to torture her nipple, alternating between biting it lightly and sucking it. By the time Rhys was finished with her, her thighs quivered. Her pussy dripped with juices, soaking her panties. She pressed her legs together to temper the raging heat.

“Don’t hold back.” He gave one nipple a long broad lick with the flat of his tongue.

It sent her over the edge. That tremble that had begun in her thighs spread throughout her entire body. Only Rhys had the power to bring her an orgasm from just playing with her breasts. How could she have forgotten what a skillful lover he was?

“You know what I’m going to do next?”

She could only shake her head as she was still coming down from her sexual high.

“I’m going to carry you to the bedroom, strip off the rest of your clothes and eat your pussy until you come all over my face. Then I’m going to fuck you until you have no doubt in your mind who you belong to.”

“Rhys—”

He placed his finger against her lips. “Don’t say anything. Just let it happen.”

Rhys had always been forceful in bed, but never to this point. Sadie didn’t have time to contemplate this change in him before he was off the couch and she was lifted into his arms. As he carried her to the bed, it occurred to Sadie that she still had time to fight whatever was happening here, but then she thought, why bother?

Rhys made short order of getting Sadie to her bedroom. Lacking the patience he usually had during lovemaking, he tossed her on the bed and frantically undressed before removing her clothes. Then he joined her on the bed, his chest pressed against Sadie’s, his thighs rested between hers, and his dick nestled against the warm cradle of her pussy. This was as it was intended to be between them.

All the fighting and drama of the past no longer matter. He had his Sadie and he intended for it to remain this way. He rained kisses on her face, neck,and shoulders, slowly making a trail down her body. Rhys brushed his lips between the valley of his breasts. He kissed her stomach taking time to lave her belly button. She shivered beneath his kisses and he loved how responsive and honest she was in bed.

Sadie was so beautiful and didn’t even know it. She was already a curvy woman, but pregnancy rounded out her hips even more and made her breasts fuller. And he found her small baby bump a surprising turn on. His child rested inside of her and that made Sadie incredibly sexy. He loved everything about her body. He wanted to relish this moment.

Finally, he settled himself between her parted thighs, pushing them further apart and inhaling the tangy, womanly scent. Her labia were swollen and slicked with juices. He’d never seen a more beautiful sight. Rhys ran his tongue against her slit.

Sadie pressed her sex against his face. “Oh, God Rhys. More.”

“Easy love, I want to get my fill of your delicious pussy.”

She raised her hips, pushing her cunt into his face. “Don’t tease me.”

A chuckle escaped his lips. How could he resist when she begged so beautifully. He dove in head first separating her swollen pussy lips with his tongue and found her clit. Rhys captured it between his teeth and sucked and nibbled until she writhed uncontrollably against him.

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