Page 111 of Undeniable

“Let me drive us home?” he asked, and it was the promise in his eyes that truly made all of my arguments disappear.

“Thanks, Josh,” I said.

“No problem, birthday girl. Have a great night, or morning, you two,” Josh said with a laugh as he hopped into my car.

“Let’s go,” James murmured against my ear. And it didn’t take much more convincing on his part for me to agree.

He opened the passenger door, and I hopped in while he rounded the other side. Quickly, he cranked the old truck and pulled out of the field and onto the main road. My eyes were heavy, and I could feel the exhaustion of the day seeping into my bones.

It had been one of the longest days of my life, yet I felt utterly relaxed as I sank deeper into the worn leather seat.

James’s warm hand landed on my thigh and in the next breath, he’d unbuckled my seat belt and tugged me to the center seat. Reaching over my lap, he found the other belt before clicking it in place.

His hand once again found my thigh, which pressed up against his. The only sound surrounding us was the soft hum of the music and the steady vibration of the large tires spinning against the uneven back roads.

“I never thought we’d be here again,” he said into the silent cabin of the truck. I tilted my head against his arm and breathed him in.

“But,” he continued, squeezing my thigh, “I always hoped we would.”

EPILOGUE

Ivy

A Few Months Later

“Sit on my face,”James growled from his spot in front of the fire. He wrapped his hands around my hips and hauled me closer, positioning my knees on either side of his head.

From his spot beneath me, the devilish grin that graced his lips made my legs buckle and need pulse through me. With an unforgiving grip on my hips, he urged me lower and lower.

I didn’t think I had anything left in me. We’d spent the entire New Year’s weekend holed up in a cabin in the hill country. And we’d passed most of the time either in bed, in front of the fire, or on any other hard surface.

“Heaven,” he muttered and licked me thoroughly. He dragged his tongue from my entrance to my clit and pulled me down farther until all of me was pressed against his mouth. “This is my version of heaven.”

His words vibrated against me, and I couldn’t believe I was still craving him. The pulsing between my legs intensified with each movement of his hypnotizing tongue.

“Oh god.” The words were like a plea, a prayer falling from my lips.

He shifted beneath me before I felt his teeth nip at my swollen clit hard enough to make me cry out momentarily at the sharp pain. But it quickly transformed into a sensation that only deepened my pleasure.

“If you’re riding my face, it’s only my name I want to hear you moan,” he murmured against me. It all felt so good that the sassy remark poised on my tongue completely vanished.

And I did what he said—I rode his face and let a strangled “James” slip from my lips.

At the sound of his name, his grip on my hips tightened momentarily before one of his hands slipped up my body and cupped my breast. His thumb brushed against my nipple, and I moaned into the quiet cabin at the intensity of his touch.

My hand dove down until my fingers tangled in his messy blond hair. I glanced down my body and found his ice-blue eyes gazing up at me with unrestricted desire.

He was enjoying himself nearly as much as I was. It was something I’d learned very quickly over the months we’d been together. James got off on my pleasure—the more orgasms I had, the more he had.

He’d left me unable to walk or move several times, and I had a feeling that morning wouldn’t be any different.

Unable to help myself, I peeked over my shoulder to find his cock miserably hard and leaking all over his stomach. The moment my hand wrapped around his thick shaft, James plunged his tongue inside of me. He was so thorough, letting me ride his tongue before he licked up toward my clit and sucked.

That’s all it took to send me flying headfirst into my release. With colors exploding behind my eyes, I rode out my fifth orgasm of the day as James moaned beneath me.

I didn’t dare release my punishing grip on his cock and was rewarded only a moment later when he found his own release. He tensed, his fingers digging into my hips as his hot cum shot against my back and all over his stomach.

He didn’t remove his mouth from my cunt as he bucked up into my hand with wild abandon. He didn’t open his eyes until several moments had passed, and he was slowly softening in my hand.

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