Page 157 of Beast and Remedy
I nod, but instead of his mouth rejoining mine, he retreats. A subtle punishment for not using my words.
Quickly, I blurt, “Yes.” I guide his body against mine. “Yes, I like that.”
Beau’s satisfaction grants me a ravenous kiss.
He trails his hand down my throat, lifting my tunic over my head and returning to my chest, finding my breast. He grabs it and squeezes, leaving me groaning when he moves to my nipple.
I pinch my eyes shut, biting my lip as he nibbles and sucks, wishing for more. Yet everywhere I touch isn’t enough.
Settling with tugging on his locks, I try to guide him up, but he continues his exploration, ignoring my beckoning and sinking to his knees.
Anticipation has my thighs clenching as he trails his tongue down my abdomen. He leaves me with featherlight kisses.
Beau’s eyes lock with mine, his mouth hovering near the waistline of my pants. His hot breath is a caress, deepening my arousal and fueling the craving I cannot ever satisfy.
He strokes my legs, teasing and taunting and driving me mad with lust. I don’t care if he tastes my cunt or uses his fingers to send me over the edge.
I just want him.
My heart flutters as he lifts his tunic over his head. I follow his lead to remove the rest of my clothing, but he stops me.
“Let me.”
I gulp and yield to his requests, the wetness between my legs growing from the hunger in his piercing gaze.
He takes his time, rubbing my muscles with a small pressure before drifting to do the same to my calves. Beau kisses my stomach as he unlaces and removes my boots.
But my heartbeat increases as he tortuously pulls my pants down, groaning as he takes in my pussy, drenched and throbbing with need.
I move to return the favor of stripping him bare, but Beau pushes me against the wall and pries my thighs apart.
“I was deprived of you for far too long,” he murmurs before inching closer, hovering a breath away before his golden irises capture mine. “And I am going to rectify that.”
He runs his tongue along my clit, and I shudder, my knees almost buckling.
“Fuuuck,” I moan, trying to clear my head, but I’m too selfish.
Covering my mouth, I rock as he licks and sucks, his hands squeezing me.
“Mmm,” Beau purrs, driving me senseless as he teases me and lifts one of my legs, resting it against his shoulder.
He inserts one finger into my core and curls it, catching me off guard, and my mouth falls.
Beau licks his lips. “How does that feel?”
No words come out. Instead, I whimper, my hips seeking to match his hand as he works me. But he slows, and my features pinch in agony at the small denial of what I really want.
What I really need.
I clench my fists before meeting his stare, panting. “Good. So.So. Good.”
Beau rewards me, inserting another finger, and my eyes roll to the back of my skull. He teases my clit with his thumb, resting against my thigh for support as he watches me with his smoldering, penetrating gaze.
Ireallywant to rip his trousers off.
“Those emerald eyes,” he breathes before burying his face in my pussy.
“Fuuuck.”
