Page 55 of One Pucking Destiny

“Yep. Just good old-fashioned horniness.”

“Where was all this horniness earlier this week? We could’ve had days of this.”

I tap my finger against his chest and slide it up to his lips. “See, days of this would be a relationship.Oneday is a hookup.”

“Gotcha. And you just do hookups.”

“For now.” I shrug, dragging my finger over his lips, causing his bottom one to pout out. “While I’m finishing school. I don’t have time for anything else.”

“By the way, aren’t you worried people will wonder where you are? I’m assuming you want to keep this hookup between us?”

“No worries. Cade, Iris, Beckett, and Mom went out again today. They’re going to some zoo and won’t be back until dinner. The others couldn’t care less.”

He nods. “I see you have this all planned out.”

“Planning is one of my strengths.”

“Wasn’t your mom curious as to why you didn’t want to go to the zoo?”

“No. I told her I would stay and take care of you.” I circle my hands around his neck. “She said I was a kind friend.”

He takes my chin between his thumb and forefingerand draws my face toward his. “You are the best kind of friend. The support you gave me in the shower was.” He sighs, the corners of his mouth turning up. “Top-notch.”

I kiss him. “Thank you. I take pride in my friendships. We should get dressed, and I’ll make you those pancakes. They’ll still be good even though you’re feeling better.”

“Yeah, it turns out you’re the best hangover cure there is.” He presses his lips against mine again in a sweet kiss. “I definitely want those pancakes, but there’s one thing I want to taste prior.”

A wicked heat pools at my core. “Oh yeah?” My words are a breathy whisper.

“Oh yeah.”

He yanks my towel from my body and kisses me hard as he walks us toward the bed. When the back of my knees hit the mattress, he guides me down until I’m sprawled out before him. His towel is still wrapped around his waist, but his desire is evident through the plush material.

Taking my ankle in his grasp, he trails kisses over my foot and up the side of my calf. I sigh contentedly, my body already starting to tingle. His soft lips kiss and lick up my inner thigh until he’s at my opening. My chest rises and falls, my breaths ragged in anticipation.

The way he looks at me with such reverence is the biggest turn-on. A whimper escapes as his finger dips inside me and turns inward, rubbing the sensitive part of my interior wall.

“Does that feel good?” He kisses the inside of my thigh.

I nod, my breathing heavy.

With two fingers, he spreads me open, and his tongue licks up my opening until he finds my bundle of nerves. I moan and grab Bash’s head, threading my fingers through his hair. I feel his smile against my skin. He devours me, alternating between licking and sucking. His finger works inside me in tandem, giving me a full range of sensations.

“Oh.” I moan, simmering energy building within. “Yes, Bash.”

This man knows his way around a woman’s body. Within seconds, I’m writhing against the bed, gripping the sheets with both hands as I chase my release. The warmth of my orgasm explodes, sending waves of euphoria through every quaking limb.

He works his tongue slowly against me until my trembling abates.

I’m boneless, and my body sinks into the bed, unable to move as I suck air into my lungs. Bash kisses up my body. He lays atop me. Resting his elbows on the bed, he cages me in and kisses my forehead.

“You’re the best hookup I’ve ever had,” I tease.

“Good.” He grins. “Ready to go make me some magical pancakes?”

“In a minute. There’s a matter we have to take care of.” I reach between our bodies and under his towel, feeling how ready he is to go again.

“We don’t have to. Believe me, you took good care of me in the shower.”

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