Page 71 of Breaking Conviction
“Yeah, uh-huh.”
Wes caressed her inner nerves with featherlight touches, and his mouth pulsated against her bud in a steady rhythm. A low whimper escaped, and she pulled Wes in with her heels on his back, pinning his head between her inner thighs. They were so tight against his ears, he probably couldn’t even hear. She hoped he didn’t mind, because she certainly didn’t care, not one damn bit so long as he could breathe enough to keep enjoying his dessert.
“Damn, youreallylove BlackStone. I wish I liked it that much. I think I’m fuckin’ broke inside though.”
A sardonic laugh punched out of him, bringing her back to the fact that there was someone watching her rocketing toward oblivion. Or not watching, actually. Phoenix’s head now lay against the bar with his eyes fully closed.
“You ever feel tha’ way? Like… you’veheardtoo much…shit… And when you’re alone… Ish damn loud in your head, ya know? Like those shcreams… Onsh ya hear ‘em, dude, they shtay in ya, ya know? Up here.” He tapped his temple. “Ain’t never forgettin’ that shit. Nope. Not even if you fuck so much pushy your whole damn dick fallsh off, amiright?”
“Yeah, sure…”What the hell? Can he really not see what is going on here?Go the fuck away.She silently begged the drunk ass cuntblocker, although she had to admit it was definitely a thrill of its own to get away with an orgasm in front of someone. It made every slick brush of Wes’s tongue that much more electric.
Naomi felt her body tense as it rose to a peak again. She held her breath, afraid she wouldn’t make it there, and settled for the near-perfect pleasure of that moment right before cresting. If she didn’t reach the top, that was okay. She’d enjoy the plateau just as much. It was already higher than she’d climbed inyears.
“Anywayyysh. I guess we’re all shome kinda fucked up in one way ‘nother, huh?” He slapped the bar top, making Naomi jump farther into Wes’s now… hell, was his tonguevibrating? She didn’t even know they could do that...
In her periphery, she saw Phoenix pointing at her with a sideways smile. “Shee ya later, Naynay. Got a big day of interrogatin’ pervs to rest up for. If I wake you up, don’t worry, it’s just shcreamin’. Once you hear it, you don’t forget it. Anywayyysh…” he said again before leaving and calling over his shoulder. “Nighty night!”
As soon as he began to stagger down the hall, the pressure low inside her reached a fever pitch. With another flick of Wes’s tongue, Naomi released the breath she’d been holding on a deep exhale. It ended with a long, low moan as she tumbled over the blissful cliff in heaving pants. Her legs trembled around his head and her body pulsed with release.
Finally, after coming all the way down, she went weak with relief. Wes gave her one last swipe, dragging another tremor from her body. He slid his fingers from her sensitive core while kissing and nipping down her inner thighs, and when he stood up, he straightened her dress back down.
Her chest was heaving like she’d run a marathon, but it didn’t help that he swiped at her arousal still on his lips and licked each of his wet fingers one by one, the heat in his eyes driving her wild. She grabbed his shirt collar with both hands and brought him crashing to her lips. A mixture of her pleasure and caramel flavored his tongue and she moaned at the taste.
He wrapped his arms around her and squeezed her against him. The move pressed her center against his hard cock, making her gasp before he whispered against her lips.
“You taste just as sweet as I thought you would.”
Before she could demand he take her to his room and finish what he started, he swiped a cookie and brought it to his nose to sniff in one big breath and exhale, his eyes never leaving hers as he took a bite.
“I don’t think I’m ever going to be able to eat caramel the same again. It’ll always remind me of your sweet cunt on my tongue.” He licked the melted sugar off the cookie and grinned. “I’ve got to say, I’m not mad about it at all.”
Her mouth fell open, but his eyes twinkled as he walked backward. “Sleep well, love. I want you to rest up. Next time I dine with my queen, I’ll want more than just her dessert. I’ll want the whole damn meal.”
He winked before he rounded the corner and was out of her sight, leaving her there dumbfounded and totally at a loss for words. When she heard his apartment door open and shut on the other end of the hall, she thought about going after him. But a realization crept into her mind, making her pause…
That was the first time a man had ever done something for her and not demanded the same for him. She’d literally just had one of the biggest, strongest men she’d ever met, kneeling at her feet, worshiping and feasting on her like it was the best damn thing he’d ever tasted.
Thinking about Wes’s promise, she reached for a caramel chocolate chip cookie and looked it over. She smirked and whispered to herself right before taking a crunchy bite.
“It feels good to be queen.”
Chapter Twenty-Eight
“Do you have to be so fuckin’ loud?” Phoenix grumbled curses under his breath and Naomi just snorted.
“I’m makin’y’allbreakfast. It’s notmyfault basic cookin’ is loud and it’s certainly not my problem that you gave yourself a damn hangover.” She maybe, not so accidentally, allowed the sheet pan to clatter against the oven rungs after turning the thick-cut bacon over.
“Fuckin’ A, dude. Goddamn.”
“Language,” Naomi tried to use her best ‘mom voice’ to reprimand him.
“Oops, shit, sorry. Forgot about the kid.”
“She’s not here. It’s just fun messin’ with you. I told Thea’s teachers that we’re back from ‘vacation’ and dropped her off this morning so I can get some work done. Wes said Dean’s at his office today, so I figured I’d take her there late and pick her up early, just on the off chance Dean decides to pick his daughter up from school for once in his parenting career.”
“Is that why Snake called Henry? To get him to check up on your ex?”
Naomi nodded. “Yup. Henry drove by AIE Securities and made sure his car was in the lot. We’re in the clear.”
