Page 26 of Devour

Our eyes lock as another orgasm rips through me. His whole body begins to vibrate as well. There’s a gleam in his eyes, and I can’t control my smile as happiness overtakes me. I hold him tightly, wanting to keep our bodies connected.God, he feels so good.That was incredible. It didn’t feel casual; it felt like more than just our bodies connected. That’s ridiculous, though, we’re still basically strangers. But I’ve never wanted someone to take me again so badly in my life.

Nick places a tender kiss on my forehead. His chest expands with each labored breath. I realize I’m still trying to catch mybreath as well. We look at one another and smile. On one hand, I feel tonight isn’t going to be long enough. On the other hand, I worry I won’t survive another night.

Fourteen

Nicholas

Last night I slept better than I ever have in my life. Maeve held me, which was the first time that’s ever happened. No woman has ever slept in my bed. Typically, I take all dates to one of the hotel rooms, not my personally space. I couldn’t do that with her since we’re sold out. And I never spend the night with them.Ever.

Maeve clearly didn’t appreciate my efforts because I wake up to an empty bed. No, I will not pout. Although I might consider tying her to the bed tonight.IfI decide to share a bed again with her.

I find Maeve at the kitchen island eating a muffin. She’s wearing one of my gray shirts and a pair of briefs. Guess she got tired of not having any underwear, so she stole mine. The shirt I don’t mind, but the underwear is a nuisance. We started this journey with her being commando, so it’s only right we ride it out that way. She has her hair in a messy bun on top of her head, revealing her long delicate neck. In the center is a clear crystalvase with a few red roses. Her long finger lightly traces along one of the rose’s deep red petals.

“Watch for thorns.”

The little gasps she releases brings back memories from last night. She looks over her shoulder and gives me a smile that hits me in the gut. “Good morning.”

“Morning. I guess you didn’t sleep well?” When her brows furrow, I continue, “Since you’re already awake.”

“Awe. Did you miss me?”

“Don’t be ridiculous.” I lean over the island and lower my voice. “I’m trying to be a good host. I want to ensure my accommodations have been satisfactory.”

She hums. “I’d rate it an eight.”

“An eight?”

“I’ve had…better.” She bites her bottom lip, trying to fight back her smirk.

And eight…and she’s had better…

My voice is eerily calm even to my own ears. “Well, we can’t have that.” Somebody woke up this morning and chose violence. Lucky for her, I’m always ready for a challenge. I reach over and take one of the roses she’s been toying with. I slowly trace the curve of her jaw.

“Stand.”

“What are you doing?”

I pop her nose with the rose. “Stand,” I command. When she does, I take my time allowing my eyes to roam over her. I run the rose along her neck and I circle it. Since she put her hair up that makes this easier. Then I circle her and run the delicate flower around her upper thighs. “Remove these.” I swat her between the legs. Surprisingly, she doesn’t argue or back talk. I don’t get nervous easily, but her being compliant has me feeling a little uneasy. “Now the shirt.”

“I like how you’re being bossy when the deal was for my benefit. Shouldn’t I be the one telling you to strip?”There she is.

“Go lie on the bed. You know, the one you left me in. Alone.”

“I was hungry.”

“So am I. Go to the bed so I can have my breakfast.”

She starts to bend down to pick up her clothes, but I swat her hand with the rose. “Ouch! Thorns.”

“Stop disobeying me or I’ll use only the stem on you.”

Her ass jiggling from her stomping to the room is adorable. I remove my briefs as I follow her. She crawls on to the bed and scowls at me. “I thought you were hungry.”

“I am.”

“Then go eat. Did you come to torture me more with your flower.”

“I’m about to eat, and yes, I think I will.” I place the rose down on the bed. I grab her ankles and slide her until her ass is at the edge of the bed. Being on my knees makes me eye level with her pussy. I blow on it, and she tries to bring her knees together.

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