Page 46 of Wrapped Around My Heart
My fingers find her soaking entrance and we both groan at the contact.
“Dean,” she moans, hips shifting slightly as if to remind me where she craves to be touched.
Slowly, I push a single digit in. The sounds that spill from her lips as I work a second finger into her make my cock press achingly against the zipper of my jeans, but somehow, I manage to shove it to the back of my mind. With my tongue still working over her clit, I curl my fingers and search for the bundle of nerves that makes her sing.
“Oh shit,” she mumbles, and I smile against her before getting lost in her.
In the way her cunt grips my fingers as her orgasm builds. The way her entire body jolts every time I suck on her clit. The sounds she makes as I thrust into her over and over again, each moan and plea breathier than the last. The scrape of her nails against my skull as she shoves my face between her thighs.
Everything Arianna does while she succumbs to the pleasure is magnificent and something I will never get enough of. Each time we’re together like this, there’s something new to experience. Some different combination of the way she pants for me while her body lights up at my touch. I’ll never have my fill of Ari because there’s always something to discover.
And not just in bed. Even earlier, when I learned how talented of an artist she is. Just when I think I’m figuring her out, she adds a wonderful surprise to the mix that makes me see her in a different light.
She’s an addiction in the purest form.
“Dean, I’m gonna…Fuck, yes. Just like that.” She grinds her hips against my face, chasing her orgasm with wild desperation. “Please don’t stop.”
While continuing to thrust my fingers, I finally pull back enough to look up the length of her body and find her hooded gaze already watching me.
“Baby, the only way I’m stopping is after you come all over my face.”
Her jaw drops open in a shocked gasp as I suck her swollen clit back into my mouth. Within seconds, I can tell Ari is teetering on the edge. My teeth scrape against the sensitive flesh as I gently bite down before running my tongue over the nerve to soothe the slight sting that I know she loves. Her cunt tightens at the sensation, her pussy fluttering around my fingers as she reaches her peak.
With one final thrust and another pull on the bud between my teeth, Ari detonates. The sound of her orgasm reaches my ear like a siren’s song. She comes beautifully with my name on her tongue as I drink up every drop of her release.
Gentling my touch, I continue to work her through the climax until her hold on my hair lessens and she’s pushing me away. I place kisses on every inch of her that I can reach.
The apex of her lush thighs; kiss. Both her hips; kiss. The beauty mark on her inner left thigh that’s surrounded by lighter freckles; two fucking kisses.
She’s panting as I slowly pull my fingers from her, and I pause my mission of kissing every inch of her to suck my fingers clean. Once that’s done, my eyes land on where her shirt has risen, revealing the small bump.
Our baby.
Grinning, I lean forward and kiss just below her belly button before pushing to my feet and kicking my shoes off. With one swift move, I dive onto the bed beside her, wrap an arm around her waist, and haul her up the bed until she’s curled into my side.
“I shouldn’t get too comfy. Landon might come back.” Despite her words, she settles against me with a contented hum.
“Let me just hold you for a minute.” I’m clinging to her like a damn koala bear, but I can’t find it in me to stop. Especially as she melts completely into me.
The sweet scent of her shampoo is all I can focus on as my eyelids get heavier. I barely process the soft snore that sneaks from the woman in my arms as I slowly drift to sleep.
CHAPTER 17
Arianna
There’snothing worse than waking up, still warm and comfortable where you lie, and not being able to fall back to sleep.
I don’t know how much time has passed since I actually woke up, since I’ve been spending every conscious second trying to convince my brain to shut back off. I’m not even sure what woke me up in the first place, considering how cozy I am right now.
At some point after I dozed off, Dean must have found a way to get me under the covers because the blanket now covers my bare bottom. So I didn’t wake because it got too chilly. Plus, the heat radiating off Dean right now would make being cold impossible.
A distant thud outside the room makes my eyes fly open. I hold my breath, letting my eyes adjust to the dim lighting in the room while straining my ears to figure out what I heard. When the thud happens again, I curse under my breath.
Well, there’s my answer as to why I woke up.
This time, when it happens again, I can tell it sounds like someone struggling to open their room door. My eyes flick to the digital clock on the nightstand between the two beds and I silently curse.
Dean and I have been asleep for almost an hour and a half. Meaning my brother will be heading back to this room anytime now.
