Page 47 of Forever Touched

And then he did it again, grabbing my face with both hands so he could deepen the kiss. Rain slid between our mouths, making me ache for more. When I parted my lips, he didn’t hesitate to sweep his tongue inside and seek out mine. As they touched, a whirlwind of emotion erupted inside me.

Lust. Pleasure. Longing.Need.

He kissed me until I was lost. Until I was drowning in a sea of ecstasy. I gripped his arms and held on tightly, my only liferaft in a storm of riotous feeling. His mouth and tongue explored me thoroughly, licking and nipping and sucking. My legs trembled, on the verge of collapsing.

Everett was turning my world upside down again. I had no idea that being kissed could feel like this. Like venom coursing through my veins. Like honey warming my insides. Like life-givingoxygen.

When he finally pulled back, his breathing was ragged. My breaths were equally erratic, my heart tripping like a snare drum. He suddenly reached down to grab the hem of my sweater. In one swift move, it was over my head. My heart nearly leapt from my chest as he slowly backed me against the car and removed my bra.

Closely watching me, he placed my soaked clothing on top of the car before saying, “I want you to experience what it feels like to be pleasured. Just you, with no thought of giving pleasure in return.”

My lips parted in surprise. No one had ever offered to pleasure me without expecting something in return before. I’d never wanted them to. But Everett was different. Intimacy with him felt good.Amazing,even. I wasn’t just a tool for someone else’s pleasure with him. I was somethingmore, and I desperately wanted to feel that one last time.

So I nodded. Just once. Giving him permission to touch me. To pleasure me. To make mefeel.

At my consent, he kissed me again, so deeply that my toes curled. Soon, those lips began to explore other parts of my body. First my jaw, then my neck. I struggled to breathe as they traveled lower. And lower. Brushing across my collarbone, then the tops of my bare breasts.

As they found one of my nipples, I shuddered and slid my fingers through his wet hair. He didn’t roughly bite me like I expected him to, choosing instead to lick the rain off before sucking on the sensitive flesh. I moaned at how good it felt, gasping softly when he gently nipped at the hard peak.

He explored my skin for several minutes, using his mouth in ways that left me breathless. When he reached my stomach, he darted his tongue out to play with my belly button piercing. I giggled but immediately froze as he began to undo my pants. Memories of groping hands, rough kisses, and savage bites invaded my mind.

Sensing my sudden unease, he pulled back again. “What is it?”

“I . . . I don’t think I can.”

The words slapped the air like a lightning bolt. I’d never,everadmitted those words out loud before. Never would have dared. The countless clients I’d slept with over the past few years would have eaten me alive if I’d shown them this kind of vulnerability.

But Everett . . . he looked at me withunderstandingand released my jeans without protest. Just like that. No threats. No manipulationor coercion. He simply . . . listened.

And it was that understanding, that willingness to respect my wishes, that made me change my mind. Reaching out, I grasped his hand and encouraged him to continue.

“Are you sure?” he murmured, searching my face.

I nodded. “I’m sure.”

His pupils dilated, filling with heat. He clearly wanted to devour me, but instead of rushing the process, he resumed his task slowly, each movement carefully controlled. As he unzipped my jeans and tugged them down, my breathing sped up. The reaction was pure anticipation, and when he placed the rest of my clothing on top of the car, it was all I could do not to jump him.

“Just you,” Everett reminded me, noticing the way I eyed him hungrily. I opened my mouth to complain, but I was suddenly splayed across the hood of the car with his head between my thighs.

When his tongue made contact with my clit, my eyes rolled back and I groaned out his name. Hisrealname. Whoops. No taking that back now. He seemed to like it, though, rewarding me by swirling his tongue around my aching center several times.Fast. So fast that I arched against the hood and cried out like a hussy.

“Again,” he rumbled against my clit, nipping at it gently. Pleasurable bolts of electricity zipped through me. “Say my name again.”

“Everett,” I panted, melting against the car like butter as he began to pleasure me in earnest.

Spirits above, what was he doing to me? I would never be the same after this.

Every time I said his name, he rewarded me with more pleasure. It didn’t even faze me that we wereoutsidewhere anyone could see, not hidden away in a bedroom. I was lying naked on top of a carwhile a vampire prince ate me out, and I’d never felt more alive. The experience was entirely new and erotic. It was venom and lightning and magic, all rolled into a powerful concoction that left me writhing and gasping, desperate for release.

Sensing how close I was, he spread my thighs wider and ate me like a man starved. Unable to bear the assault a moment longer, I threw back my head and screamed. Euphoria shot through every inch of my body, allowing me to leave the world behind for an endless moment of time. I stayed in that moment for as long as I could, greedily riding the exquisite high.

Just when reality started to coax me down, Everett swirled his tongue over my clit again, making me come a second time. I moaned loudly, too breathless to scream. He continued to pleasure me, prolonging the high as if he knew how much I craved it. How much Ineededit.

He did it again and again, shooting me sky high every time reality tried to bring me down. After the fifth time, I lost count of how many orgasms he gave me. By the time he was finished, I didn’t know up from down, let alone what planet I was on. I was swimming in a sea of utter bliss, every inch of me buzzing with contentment.

When he finally straightened, his expression one of pure satisfaction, I shakily whispered, “You’ve forever ruined me.”

His mouth curved into a slow grin. “Good,” was all he said.

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