Page 44 of Wicked Devotions: Part 2

“I was just thinking about how everything always feels so natural with you. How you instinctively understand my moods and what I need. Then in my head I called you my boyfriend. It feels like a foregone conclusion, if I’m being honest. But I don’t know if that’s what we are. We have sex. We cuddle. We run together. We live together. But are we more? I don’t know. It felt presumptive to just give you that title like that.”

He puts a finger over my lips to stop my babbling. “You bet your perfect little ass that I'm your boyfriend. I want to be your everything,asteraki mu.”

“What does that mean?”

“My little star in Greek.”

Butterflies take flight in my stomach. “I love that.”

“I love—” He pauses. “I love that you love it. It fits you so well.”

“I wish I could kiss you right now.”

We’re on the quad with dozens of people walking around us. I wouldn’t feel comfortable kissing any of the guys out in the open like this, at least not yet. Some people still give me sideways looks because of the video.

“As soon as we get home.” He winks at me.

“Have you guys figured out who put the video out yet?”

The question erases the happiness from his eyes. “Not yet, but we have it narrowed down. We’re just waiting for confirmation from Declan’s cousin.”

“Will we have to make a police report?”

He slants his eyes over to me like I just asked if the sky is green. “No. We’re going to handle it on our own.”

“Without violence?”

He takes my helmet and puts it over my head without answering, which is all the answer I need. I’ll talk to Emerson about it. Cooler heads will hopefully prevail. Declan and Cy throw punches first, at least one of them acts rationally.

He gets on his bike first and then I climb on behind him. I rest my helmet against his back while he pulls out onto the road. As soon as we’re away from campus, he slides a hand over my thigh in a teasing caress. He knows what he’s doing; I’ve told him before how much I love it.

In an uncharacteristically bold move, I move my hand down his stomach and underneath his hoodie. His abs clench as I run my nails softly along the waistband of his jeans. Back and forth I tease him. My fingers slide under the denim when he shifts his weight, making it easier for me to maneuver my hand. I can feel his breath hitch as I work my way down to his tip and find the piercing that drives me absolutely wild with pleasure.

The way he grows firm from my touch makes me feel heady with power. Just knowing I can bring this gorgeous, strong man to his knees makes me feral with need. I wish I could slide around to his front and ride him right now.

He pulls right into the garage and closes the door behind us. His helmet flies off before I can even pull my hand free from his pants.

“You have twenty seconds to get off, strip down, and bend your pretty little ass over my bike.”

He doesn’t have to tell me twice. I swing my leg over while balancing against his shoulders. He pulls my helmet off gently while I start pulling my clothes off. By the time I’m naked and at his mercy, he’s dropped to his knees behind me.

“Rest your forearms on the seat.” He taps the inside of my ankle, instructing me to widen my stance. “Good girl,” he says as I do what he wants.

Heat floods my body with the praise. Those words always used to chafe at me, but now I want to hear them every day. At least when he’s the one giving them to me.

“Do you want to learn how to take us in your ass? So that one day we can fill all your holes at once?”

My core clenches in excitement. “Yes.”

“Good.” He strokes my slit. “I’m going to start playing with your ass. I won’t put anything inside you yet, but I am going to touch you here.”

I feel his fingertip circle the tight hole ever so gently. It feels so forbidden, so taboo. I swear I’m so turned on, I’m probably about to drip on the floor. I don’t know how much more teasing I can take. Then I feel the hot, wet heat of his tongue tracing the same circle his fingers were just exploring.

It’s so foreign, such a taboo feeling that my entire body feels aflame. I drop my head to the leather of the seat while Cy feasts on my body. His fingers circle my clit while he trails light kisses from my ass to my entrance. I gasp as he thrusts his tongue inside me, his piercing drags along my walls. I reach back and cover his hand where it grips my hip while I arch back against him. He links our fingers and uses his other hand to reach up and pinch my nipples.

“Fuck.” I moan the word just loud enough for him to hear if his answering groan against me is anything to go by. “I’m going to come.”

His fingers drop from my nipple and begin to circle my clit. All while he continues to fuck me with his tongue. Pressure builds deep within me as he drives me higher and higher to the peak. The second he switches his fingers and tongue I explode with an orgasm that leaves my knees weak. I’m soaked from his mouth and my release.

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