Page 88 of Revive Me

“Jesus,” I groan, immediately cupping them with two hands. “You’re incredible.”

“You said that already,” Lily says, breathless, giving away that she doesn’t really mind the praise.

“I’ll probably say it a million more times,” I confess absentmindedly, unable to look away from her breasts as I knead them in my hands. Her nipples are pink and hard, my mouth instantly watering at the sight of those tips begging to be savored.

I don’t hesitate, I just lean forward and suck one between my lips.

And if I thought Lily’s hips felt needy before, it’s nothing compared to how they start rocking now that I’m kissing her breasts. I hear her gasp and feel her body press down harder on my growing cock, her hands sinking into my hair to hold me against her. Taking that motion for the invite that it is, I curl my tongue around her nipple and suck harder.

The sound of her moaning my name hardens me to a painful degree. I was too focused on Lily when this started to spare any thoughts—or concerns—for my ability to get hard, but right now, with Lily’s taste on my tongue and the feel of her skin under my hands, I’m thinking this might be the hardest I’ve ever been.

The fact that Lily is dragging her pussy over my cock, clearly turned on by the feel of it, only makes this a million times hotter.

But the thought of her pussy brings a new level of desperation. BecauseGod, if her tits taste this sweet…I can’t even imagine what her cunt tastes like.

I quickly suck her other nipple into my mouth, refusing to miss out on tastinganypart of her, and at the same time, I drop one hand between her legs.

I let her nipple go with a pop. “Fuck, baby, I can feel you’re soaked through your pants,” I groan. I look up at her in wonder, my fingers lazily caressing her warmth through her scrubs. “What made you this wet?”

“I don’t know,” she breathes, cupping my face and rolling into my fingers. Her eyes are hooded, lips glossy from our kisses, her cheeks pinkened. “It’s just…you. It’s everything.”

Fuck, this girl. This beautiful, perfect, incredible girl.

I can’t help taking her lips in a kiss any more than I can stop myself from breathing. She kisses me back just as hungrily, her fingers sinking into my hair as she slides her tongue across mine with a breathy moan.

Without breaking the kiss, I slide my hand down the front of her pants, groaning when my fingers slip through her wetness. My kiss becomes harder, needier, as my thumb settles on her clit. In an instant, every one of my thoughts zeroes in on making the angel in my lap come all over my hand.

It takes me a minute to find the pressure and pace that makes her moan, but once I do, the heat between us kicks up to a whole other level. By the time I sink two fingers inside her, she’s breathing so hard she can barely keep our mouths connected.

“Go ahead, baby,” I murmur against her lips. “Soak my hand. I want to taste it.”

She whimpers at that, her hands fisting in my hair. When her face tips up and her eyes slide closed, I drag my lips along her jaw and down her neck, nipping at the place where her neck and shoulders meet. My fingers continue to pump in and out, my thumb never stopping its circles on her clit.

I canfeelher release starting to build. It’s in her labored breathing, and her rocking hips, and the way there’s a gush of wetness every time I nip at her skin. It almost makes me wonder…

Taking a chance, I kiss my way down her chest until I can suck a peaked nipple into my mouth. And then I lightly bite down.

Lilyexplodes.

Her gasp echoes in my ears, turning into a soft cry as her muscles squeeze and spasm around me. I try to memorize every sound, every feeling, of Lily coming all over my hand.

When she finally stops shuddering, her body melting in my lap, I begrudgingly pull back, already calculating the time before I can do that again.

“That was…” She’s breathless, her expression dazed and sated in a way that makes me want to beat my chest in pride. It takes her a second to lock eyes with me. “That was…”

I can’t help it; a slow grin slides across my face. “You said that already,” I say, lobbing her earlier tease back at her.

She huffs a laugh, finally recovered from her high. “Something tells me I could probably say it a million more.”

“I’m good with that.” Lifting my hand, I study the wetness on my fingers for a moment before sucking them into my mouth.

I hear Lily’s sharp intake of a breath, but I’m too busy groaning around her flavor. When I pull my fingers out of my mouth, the fire in Lily’s eyes has once again roared back to life.

“Delicious,” I murmur.

At first, she doesn’t move, she just stares at my mouth. Then suddenly, she’s a flutter of activity.

She reaches for the bottom of my shirt and impatiently tugs it up and over my head. As soon as she’s thrown the fabric off to the side, she’s kissing me again, her hands fumbling between us to untie my joggers.

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