Page 12 of Till Cupid Do Us Part

“I see the woman I love. An incredible mother but also the one person who can see me for who I am despite my every attempt to avoid lettin’ people in. You’ve got a smartass mouth, a sense of humour I crave on my darkest days, and a protectiveness that borders on feral. You’re beautiful and fuckin’ sexy as hell.”

He presses his thumb into my lip, eyes heating. “I take one look at you and get hard. Doesn’t matter if you’ve just gotten out of bed in the mornin’ after bein’ up for hours with Junie orif you’ve just gotten ready for work. You have a lock around me and my cock, angel. The key is yours.”

My pulse thrashes beneath my skin, eyes drooping shut as the weight of his words runs over the length of my body. I burn between my legs and deep in my belly as his eyes fall to my mouth, watching as I pull open my lips and suck his thumb inside.

His chest shakes with a barely restrained groan. “I’m hardly hangin’ on, Ivy. Let me finish worshipin’ you before I disrespect you.”

I suck harder on his finger. He shuts his eyes and wets his lips, huffing a breath. His hands leave my face, moving to palm my belly instead. I swallow to keep from telling him not to touch me there.

“I want you naked, angel. Nothin’ between us when I convince you how beautiful you are.”

My breasts heave in my bra as I struggle for breath. I’m leaking, but I pumped in the truck. I shouldn’t need to again quite yet. That doesn’t stop me from trying to cover my chest the moment he works my shirt and bra off.

“Let me see you, Ivy,” he rasps, covering my hands with his.

Our eyes hold as I nod and slowly release my breasts. Niko keeps his eyes on mine for a beat later before dipping them to my bare chest. The complete rapture in his expression yanks a moan from my throat.

“You have no fuckin’ reason to be self-conscious of these tits, angel. I’m about to blow just starin’ at them. So soft . . .”

He palms them, pushing both together until my nipples run side by side. His mouth dips, bathing my sensitive tips with hot breath.

“Niko—” I blurt out, alarm building in anticipation of what he’s about to do. “I’m leaking.”

“That supposed to mean somethin’ to me?”

“Don’t. Not yet.”

His brow lifts, tongue dragging a hot line an inch from my nipple. “Fine. But I’m comin’ back for them, Ivy. I’m done with you hidin’ my favourite things from me.”

I thread my fingers in his hair and guide his head toward my stomach as he crawls down my body to nestle between my legs.

If he so much as licks my nipple, I’m going to lose it. I don’t know what will happen, but if I start leaking too much, I’ll ruin this moment. If that happens, I won’t have the confidence in me to try again.

“You’d take my tits over what’s between my legs?” I ask.

“I’ll take both.”

“Start with one.”

Callused fingers tug at my leggings and peel them off, leaving me in only a pair of black cotton panties. If he weren’t kneeling between my legs, I’d try and close them just so he couldn’t see how plain and boring I’ve become. While I was never the type of girl to always wear lingerie, I would have put on my best panties and a matching bra, knowing that I was coming on a romantic trip with my boyfriend.

I gasp and push up on my elbows to watch him when he lays on his stomach, face moving to press against my centre. The position burns my abdomen the longer I hold it. I push forward, needing to?—

Dark brown eyes flash up before he’s bunching my panties in a fist and yanking them up. The fabric cuts through my pussy, forcing my lips apart.

He groans, swiping at both sides with his tongue before sucking at the soiled panties nestled between them.

“Don’t care what you wear. This is still the prettiest cunt I’ve ever seen. And she’s lonely, isn’t she? Feelin’ a bit unloved,” he mutters, strengthening his sucking.

There’s no point in lying.

“Yes,” I whine, forcing my arms to remain at my sides instead of hiding my stomach.

“I’m sorry.” He twists my panties once, increasing the bite in my pussy. His tongue runs up the bunched material, and I’m so sensitive that the light contact makes me jerk. “I’ll make it better.”

The relief that comes once he releases my panties is instant. He works them down my thighs, leaving them hanging from my ankle before bringing his mouth back between my legs.

Stars flash behind my eyes at the first soft lick over my clit. My arms give out, and suddenly, I’m staring at the ceiling.

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