Page 69 of Love Me Fierce

I already want more time, and I haven’t even made her come yet.

While I kiss higher, I rub the cotton where she’s already wet with the flat of my thumb.

She jolts and gives a needy sigh, all while arching to get me closer. I kiss to the top of her thigh then to her belly button, stroking her over the cotton. She’s got one fist furled in the comforter, and with the other, she’s exploring my bare shoulder, my bicep, her touch lighting my senses on fire.

I plant soft kisses along the top edge of the thin cotton.

She whimpers.

“Can these come off?”

“Yes.” It comes out rushed, immediate.

The heated ache in her gaze makes me crazy to please her. I slip my fingers beneath the fabric at her hips and slide everything down.

I stroke up her inner thigh and circle her with my thumb. Fuck, she’s already wet and so plush. Needy.

Her lips part to a soft O and a shudder rolls up her body.

I part her open with my tongue, savoring this first taste and the way she’s trusting me to care for her. She sucks in a tight breath andcombs through my hair. It feels so good to have her touch me, the gentle glide of her fingernails sending a delicious wave of prickles down my spine.

She tastes fucking incredible. Like lust and surrender, like raw desire. She’s giving herself to me, trusting not just me, but herself. Like we’re exploring something good together. I press her thighs open and swirl her hard little clit with my tongue. Her body starts vibrating and her breaths rattle from her lips. I keep going, matching her pace, my need to hear her let go as intoxicating as the way her warm pussy feels against my mouth.

“Oh…” she stutters.

Her grip tightens in my hair and the space fills with her sharp, gasping breaths. I pin her hips in place, gliding and stroking exactly where she wants me.

She arches up to meet my mouth, so totally consumed by her need. “I’m coming,” she grits out. “Everettohmygod…”

I draw her clit between my lips, pinching just a little. She comes undone, her desperate cries filling the silence. I keep going, riding her climax with her, rocking and caressing with my tongue until her body goes limp and aftershocks tremble down her thighs.

I mark her body with little kisses on my way up, then settle on my side next to her so I can touch her while she floats back to earth.

Chapter Nineteen

VIVIAN

I blinkat the handsome cowboy lying next to me as the pleasure in my body ebbs to a feeling I can’t even begin to describe. It must be lust, or some kind of carnal craving let loose because I already want more of it.

I’ve never come like that. Made sounds like that.

I caress the edge of his jaw. The added friction from his scruff on my most sensitive place made everything feel supercharged. I want it everywhere.

Everett captures my fingers, giving each one a gentle press of his lips.

“That was… wow,” I say.

He smiles, making his eyes sparkle. “It was wow for me too.”

I laugh. Our eyes lock, and I weave my hands through his hair. “Thank you.”

He rolls me to his chest, cradling me against him, and strokes down my back. “I loved making you feel good.”

I curl in closer, and he caresses over my backside, his touch sensual, almost reverent. Beneath me, his erection is firm and thick inside his jeans. Renewed desire tightens insideme.

“Do I get to touch you now?” I ask, stroking his bare shoulder while the heat from his body makes me feel like I’m wrapped in a cocoon.

He hums, like he’s enjoying the question, his fingertips making lazy strokes up and down my back. “If you want.”

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