His lips nibble down my stomach. He gazes up from between my legs.
“Ava, I don’t protect you because you’re weak. I protect you because you’re important. I’m pretty sure there’s nothing healthier than that.”
He bites the tendon of my upper thigh making my legs quiver.
I bite my lip. “Are you saying my boyfriend is the jealous type?”
“I’m not jealous. That’s wanting something that isn’t yours. I’m territorial.” A corner of his delicious, talented mouth quirks. “Because you’re mine. And you’ll always be mine.”
I breathe deeply around the idea of being his sweetest possession. He’s mine, too. “We belong to each other.”
“We do,” he rasps. “Now open your legs wider for me.”
He laps me up with a wanting so deep, a thirsty man, he moans against my core like I’m the most succulent thing in the world. Each swipe of his tongue draws more relief from my soul, fills me with peace that will take a long time to truly settle into, but there’s no better moment to start than now.
With him.
He feasts on me with sexual affection, and my head falls to the pillow behind. All the while my clit flares with lust under his expert tongue, his palms smoothing over every inch of my skin. Massaging my breast, rolling my nipples, caressing down my waist. The way his lips feel on my slit,the way he sucks my clit gently between his teeth, all draws soft whimpers.
My blood rushes through every limb when he slips a finger inside until his knuckles are pressed against my sensitive skin. My back arches with pleasure, and I can’t help but reach down and grab his thick, steely arms to stop myself from flying off the mattress. Running his tongue up and down my slit, he continues to pleasure me, licking and teasing until goosebumps erupt down my arms.
“I could eat this pussy all day, every day, Scottie.”
“I couldn’t handle that, Zo…”
The room gets fuzzy around me, and his tongue swirls and his finger curves upward, hitting a spot he never found that first time we had each other at the pool. He slips in another finger, my pussy making lewd, sloppy sounds, and a powerful, urgent need races through me.
My moans spill out, filling the room, and he stares up at me, his lips glistening with my arousal. “I fucking love you.”
“I love you…” But my words hardly make it out.
He buries his head between my legs again, and I gasp at the sudden suck of my clit and the burst of warmth at the base of my spine. The heat and pulsing is so overwhelming I’m fighting for life, fisting the sheets not to float into oblivion as my orgasm crashes through me.
After panting and catching my breath, I wipe hair off my face like I’m windswept and prop myself up on my elbows.
“I want you inside me.”
After one last, gravelly moan on my core, he sits up on his knees. He swipes the head of his cock through my wetness, staring between my legs with such devilish desire, heat flushes up my neck.
I’m so ready for him….
Until suddenly, I think about the fact that I’m not on birth control. I could get pregnant. I couldbepregnant.
He reaches down and wraps his hand lightly around my throat, swiping my lips with his thumb. Like so many times before, he hears me without needing me to utter a word.
“I’ll pull out.”
I nod but a wave of insecurity passes through me. “Enzo, what if…?” I can hardly make myself say the words. “We never used protection. Are you worried?”
He bends my legs at the knees and spreads my legs wide apart. “Do I look worried?”
There’s something commanding and so damn alpha in his eyes, even though I’m not sure I’m ready, I know it will all be okay. We’ll make it okay. Me and Enzo. We can make anything work.
He notches his dick at my entrance, teasing a circle around me then sinks in just a couple of inches. The stretch is incredible; his thick shaft teases just the beginning of my entrance, filling my opening. This is the best feeling on earth—not knowing where I begin and he ends.
I raise my hips against him, but he resists me. Shit. This is just like by the pool. He wants to take me to the edge. I know this game.
A sly smile spread across my lips. “You’re such a tease.”