Page 80 of Sweet Thing

“Adeline.”

I kept going, trying to undo the knot.

“Enkelini.”

“What does that mean?”

“It means ‘Angel’.Myangel. And I’d like you to slow down.”

My hands shook. “Really?”

“Reveal yourself to me. Slowly.”

My knees buckled, but I did my best to remain upright. My fingers felt stiff and uncooperative. He hooked a finger in the belt and used it to leverage me closer.

“Let me.” Deftly, he loosened the knot. The dress parted, revealing my teal blue bra and … non-matching navy granny panties.

He gave a breathy little groan, which created a hot throb between my legs.

“I-I wasn’t expecting any action tonight. So, not my nicest underwear.”

“Good.”

With both hands on my hips, he inched me closer until his lips touched my belly. Inhaling deep, he moved his mouth over the border of the panties, then applied an open-mouthed kiss to my mound. I shivered at the sensation of warm lips against no-nonsense cotton.

“Lars.”

His lips parted, his mouth pushed against the cleft of my pussy, wetness to match my own growing dampness. Pulling back, he hooked a finger to the edge of my panties and brought them down. Slowly, like they were the sexiest lingerie. Hot puffs of air dusted each newly revealed inch. I held my breath, waiting for him to touch me, taste me, anything. Everything.

“Please.”

“Please what?” He licked his lips.

I squirmed. “I need you?—”

He grasped my thighs and yanked me closer, using his thumbs to spread my sex. His tongue touched skin. I released a heartfelt moan.

He delved deeper, taking that slick instrument and burying it in my sensitive flesh. My knees went weak, but he held me upright as he plundered me with his tongue. Sucking, spearing,ohGodohGod. The tightness in my belly coiled until I could no longer stand it. Either I would explode or I would collapse, and I had no idea which would come first.

Explosion won the race. I gripped his shoulders, digging in hard enough to bruise as sensation crashed through me, leaving me whimpering with relief.

I felt my dress being slipped off my shoulders and my body being gently lowered to the bed, while I tried to catch my breath. Lars’s hand splayed over my belly, and I didn’t even care it was rounded and soft. That calloused hand made me feel safe.

I opened my eyes to find him staring at me, all intensity.

I tried to find the words. “That was—wow.”

“That was only the beginning.”

Lars

The tasteof this woman was the most intoxicating thing to ever cross my tongue. It could have been any combination of things: her sweetness, her strength, the taboo, but basically, it came down to the fact Adeline made me feel like no one ever had. Possessive, strong, a protector.

Now that I’d teased from her the first of what I hoped would be many orgasms, I took a moment to savor the sight of her lying on the bed. Tanned skin gilded by the moonlight filtering through the blinds, those curves I’d dreamed of for weeks, rosy-tipped nipples on teardrop breasts.

“You are gorgeous.”

“The way you look at me … I feel gorgeous.”

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