Page 154 of Restless Hawke
He slides two fingers into me, curling and finding that spot he knows drives me absolutelywild.Those calloused fingertips drag over it in a slow, come-hither motion as he sucks my clit into his mouth.
I gasp, the start of my orgasm already there on the periphery.
Little lights starting to flicker, warning of the oncoming lightning storm.
“When you come, Allegra, look at me.”
It’s impossible to process his words when my brain is already fried, concentrating on the feeling of his hand and mouth rather than his words. “W-what?”
“Open your eyes and look at me.”
I manage follow his command and stare down at the man who has changed my life so fucking quickly. In a matter of weeks, I went from being miserable, stuck tied to my life because I’m a Satriano. Even if I don’t bear the name, I bear the burden of what my father expected of me.
But now that I’m free of it, ofhim,it feels like I’m finally free of everything that has held me back.
I reach down and grip his hair with one hand, tugging on it sharply in the way that I know always makes him give me that low growl that borders on savage.
His chest vibrates with it, the vibration running up through my legs.
As I stare down at him, he keeps moving his fingers inside me, then flicks his tongue over my clit, never looking away.
I struggle to keep my breathing even as he redoubles his efforts, alternating between long glides, sharp strikes, and grazing teeth.
“Eyes. Fucking. Open.”
Every time he pulls his mouth away to issue another command, I whimper.
But then he’s right back there, giving meexactlywhat I need.
He suctions his mouth around my clit, and it hits me so hard that I’m blindsided by it.
My eyes stay locked with his for only a second before my whole world goes bright white, my hips grinding down against his face wildly. He issues a groan of approval, devouring me, licking and sucking until I finally collapse against the headboard.
His arms snake up around me, and he starts to help me slide back down, but my stomach hits something wet.
I force my eyes open and look at him. “Did you…come?”
He grins and slowly glides his tongue along my lips, allowing me to taste the flavor of our releases together—and now I know exactly what he’s talking about because it’s intoxicating. “I sure as fuck did. Eating your cunt has to be my favorite thing in the world, and knowing I had been inside you, that you were still filled with me…” He kisses me lightly, keeping his lips against mine as he continues. “It’s something so…” He shakes his head. “I don’t even know how to explain it?—”
“You don’t have to.”
A second passes before he pulls his head back, and as soon as his gaze locks with mine, I know I’m right about what he’s feeling and what he’s trying to say.
“Knowing you’re mine, all of you, it changes everything.”
His gaze softens. “Exactly.”
Renewed tears, thesehappy, the kind I don’t mind, start to fall. “I’ve always felt a little adrift. Constantly moving with my mom. Then being sent to different schools in different countries. Moving from house to house, so we didn’t stay in one place for too long. All of it gave me this sense of?—”
“Restlessness?”
I grin at him. “Yes, but since I’ve been here with you, I’ve felt grounded.”
He tunnels his hands in my hand, bringing my mouth to his, stopping just short of kissing me senseless again. “Me, too. Suddenly, I’m not so restless anymore. I’m just…home.”
EPILOGUE
ALMOST THREE MONTHS LATER
