Page 101 of Tangled in Vows

The words slip past my filter, and she grins.

“So you’re good if I tell you I want to return to what you did before I opened my big mouth?” She peeks at me through her lashes.

My brain takes a second to catch up. “You want me to lick your pussy again?”

The flush creeps into her cheeks, and I watch in fascination. Then this sexy minx takes her plush lip between her teeth and nods.

I cup her cheeks and tilt her chin up. “I’ll happily eat you out all day long if you want me to, baby. You say the word, and I’ll be there for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.”

My lips find hers, and I show her in great detail what I plan on doing to her pussy soon. Once we part, we’re both out of breath, and Olivia’s eyes are glazed over. The lust is so evident in her eyes, my cock leaks precum.

I kiss my way down her body, pausing at her chest to massage her breasts. To suck on them and flick her taut nipples. “Your tits are absolute perfection. I’ll have dreams about them.”

“Hold.”

I’m unsure if her blush darkens because she’s embarrassed or needy. Maybe both. Either way, it looks good on her, and I love putting that color in her cheeks.

Spurred on, I go back to my earlier position between her legs. Watching her, I say, “I want to hear you every time you enjoy something, okay? If you’re quiet, I assume it’s not your thing. Got that, beautiful?”

“Yes.”

Her answer turns into a low moan when I lick her the way she enjoyed earlier. I keep my eyes on her the entire time, switching between licking, sucking, and nibbling. Seconds later, her back bows off the bed, allowing me to snake my hands underneath her. I grab her ass and show her how she can grind against me.

“Oh my God. Holden. Please don’t stop, please don’t . . . oh.”

There we go.

I keep my tongue exactly where it is and let her move so I can push a finger deep inside her. She’s so wet I slip inside without any issues, adding a second one.

My hips have a mind of their own, rubbing against the comforter for friction.

Her inner walls pulse around my fingers, and I know she’s close. I want to tell her what a good job she’s doing and to keep going, but I don’t want to risk pulling her out of this state. I want her to come on my tongue right now. I need her to.

But I hum my approval, which makes her grip on my hair even more demanding. The sting of it only increases my desire for her.

“Fuck, Holden. Oh my God. Fuck, yes.”

Her words turn into mutters. Her mutters turn into moans.

I forget to breathe, completely enthralled by the sight of her coming. Her parted lips. Her flushed skin and glazed-over eyes. I’m utterly spellbound, nothing more than a spectator who’s allowed to witness something magical.

She could destroy me, and I’d welcome it.

Once her orgasm ebbs, she collapses to the bed, her limbs falling to the sides. After taking my fill of her, I lick her clit one more time and kiss my way up her body, enjoying the warmth radiating off her soft skin.

Her eyes are on me when I reach her face, and the sight of it stuns me. I don’t think I’ve ever seen her this relaxed and blissed out before. Not during our drunken nights or the times we chilled together. It’s fascinating.

“You did so good, Hurricane.” I seal my lips to hers, letting her taste the remnants of herself on my tongue.

My dick is almost uncontrollable at this point, rubbing against her leg as if it wants to embed itself into her skin.

Olivia gasps, “I . . . I didn’t know it could feel like that.”

“Oh, baby, you have no idea. Just say the word, and I’ll gladly eat your pussy again. I’ll never get enough of your sweet cunt.”

She huffs a laugh. “Stop it.”

“I’llneverstop telling you how good you taste, how obsessed I am with your tits, or how I want to sink my fingers into your ass. If it were up to me, you’d never wear clothes again, and I’d feast on you all day long.”

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