Page 84 of All Our Ghosts

I gasp as he slides his index finger through my cunt, catching my arousal and spreading it over my clit so slowly that my leg almost gives out. "You're the sweetest thing I've ever tasted."

My eyes go wide and I can't tell if I'm blushing or hot with desire. No one has ever spoken to me like that before. I was comfortable making advances, but my sexual experience usually consisted of grunts and silence. My body was never appreciated for more than just what it was. A body. Tears threaten the corners of my eyes at the thought of being worshiped and at this normally gruff man praising every inch of me that he can get a hold of.

"Keep going," I demand quietly. "Please." If only to keep the emotions at bay.

He grins again, planting another kiss on my thigh before dragging his lips back to my core. The rubber band in my belly tightens with every lick and nip he graces me with. Every move makes me shudder and my knee feels weaker the closer I get, that is until he slips his index finger through my entrance and curls it ever so slightly while his tongue lashes at me. I clench around him, my breaths becoming ragged and shaky. "Holden, don't--" I sob out between mewls and soft praises.

"Don't what?" He growls against my skin adding a second finger and forcing a louder moan from me. Everything feels fuzzy as he works me, warmth spreads from my fingertips downmy toes as the room fills with a chorus of our sounds. I look down at him, eclipsed blue eyes meeting mine. I can feel myself teetering over the edge, my toes dangling off the cliff as if he was holding the back of my shirt, letting me experience the thrill of dangling but keeping me safe.

"That," I gasp as he pumps his fingers in and out of me. "Don't stop that."

He lets out a slew of gruff curses and I can feel my arousal drip down my thighs, over his hand and chin. I've never felt this before and, as his fingers curl over that spot within me, stars burst through my vision and a ragged moan falls from my lips. He lets me fall with his arms wrapped around me, diving straight over the cliff into waves of euphoria. My legs shake and my toes curl against the carpet as he works me through it all.

Holden sits back and we both catch our breath, slowly letting my leg down and holding onto my thighs to keep me steady. I release the grip I have on his hair and step back catching the sight of his cock, bobbing against his stomach with each heave of his chest. Our gazes meet with the intensity of his burning through my skin in such a way that I can feel the fire in my belly stoke.

I hold out my hand, ignoring the emotions bubbling inside me with everything he's done for me today. For once, I didn't feel broken. Even after reliving that night, giving him every detail. I feel... whole. He is doing that for me, and even looking down at him with his hair all mussed and pupils blown out, I would never be able to express to him how grateful I am.

His hand slips into mine as he stands. Assessing me as I step towards him and rest my palms against his chest. I raise up on my toes and press my lips to his in a fevered kiss that he returns with no question. I'm impressed he still has the control to keep his hands at his sides while still giving me the reins.

"Bed," I say softly against his mouth. His tongue flicks over his bottom lip catching mine. I smirk and press against his chest, pushing him a step backward until his knees catch the edge of the bed. "Sit against the headboard."

He raises a brow and moves to sit on the edge of the bed but not before setting the small giraffe on the nightstand. An overwhelming urge to cry at the tenderness floods me, but I swallow it down, glancing at the animal before landing on a splayed-out Holden. His broad shoulders rest against the headboard and I don't miss the way his hands are clenched into fists. Suddenly the urge to continue to have him keep his hands to himself flies out the window, taking every warring emotion with it.

HOLDEN

Not touching her is the hardest part of all of this. I have to bite back a moan as she climbs over the edge of the bed. The mattress dips with her sweat-sheened body as she crawls toward me. The image burning into the back of my brain for later. God, the sight of her above me, head tilted back, long hair cascading down her back as she comes. I could die here and now and will be happy. But this? Watching the confidence flow through her as something in her expression changes, her eyes still blown out, but unafraid to take what she needs from me… I’ll do it over and over again.

She glances down at my cock, her tongue wetting her lips as she settles herself between my legs. As much as I want her mouth on me, I also need to be inside her so much that my dick aches. I’m trying so hard not to touch her or myself that when I glance down at it, it almost twitches with anger.

“Can’t decide,” Kadence’s soft sweet voice filters through my thoughts.

I suck in a breath. “Baby, I’m not gonna last very much longer before I need to be inside you.”

The admission earns me a shy smile, one that tugs directly on the little heartstrings I have left. She rests her hands on my thighs, digging her nails into my muscles just enough that the sensation goes straight to my balls. “Maybe I should make you wait then,” she counters, biting that plump bottom lip.

I chuckle. “Give you an inch and you take a mile, darlin’.”

Kadence laughs a real wholehearted laugh that bounces off the walls. “Oh, I plan on taking plenty of inches.” As soon as the words register, she grimaces, scrunching her nose.

My fists unclench as I try to bite back my own laugh. “That was terrible.” I lean forward, pressing my lips to hers.

She smiles knowingly at me, pressing her hand to my chest and pushing me back against the headboard once more.

“I didn’t ask you to kiss me,” she says in a breathy whisper. Her palm rests right over my heart and I know she can feel it racing against her touch.

“Don’t make me wait,” I whisper back, not above begging her at this point. It’s only been an hour since I last felt her clenching and fluttering around me and I need it again.

Kadence smiles again, moving to straddle me as her legs settle on either side of my waist. She lines herself over me and rocks her hips letting her cunt stroke the underside of my cock. I groan, letting my eyes fall shut as my head slams back against the headboard. Her arms snake around my neck.

“Touch me,” Kadence’s whisper forces my eyes open, her eyes glued to mine.

I try to hide the tiny party going on in my chest as I ask, “Are you sure?”

She chuckles, dipping her head as her hands find mine.

“Am I still in control?” Kadence asks, grazing her lips against my pec. She laces her fingers with mine at the same time and drags her lips up my chest over my collarbone. Waves of goosebumps rush over my body as she nips at my skin.

“Always,” I reply with a shaky breath.

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