Page 69 of Your Second Chance
“This isn’t about wanting you, Nova. It’s more than that. You’ve been through so much, and you deserve something... more. Something good. Something special.” His thumb traced a soft circle against my hip, his voice low and steady. “I want to make it special. For you. But I need to know if you’re sure.”
There wasn’t a flicker of hesitation in my mind. Not even the faintest doubt. “I trust you.”
The towel slipped from my body and pooled on the sheets as I shifted, his eyes raking over me. A coy smile curved my lips as I tilted my head, meeting his gaze with a feigned innocence that made his jaw tighten.
“Oops.”
I bent down, slowly dropping to my knees, pretending to reach for the towel. Instead, my hands slid past it, grazing his thighs before curling around the waistband of his pants.
His fingers twitched at his sides. “Please, love, let me take care of you.”
I shook my head, my fingers deftly working the button on his pants as I looked up at him through heavy-lidded eyes. “I need this,” I whispered, my voice dripping with intent. “Iwantthis.”
I tugged his pants down slightly, enough to reveal the sharp line of his hips, my fingers tracing the edge of his boxers. His head tipped back, a low, guttural sound escaping him, his hands gripping the edge of the dresser behind him for support.
“You look so good unraveling under my touch. I’ve been thinking about this for days. About tasting you. About hearing you lose control because of me.”
His control snapped, one hand diving into my hair, tangling in the strands, but not pushing, just holding, trembling with restraint. “Nova...” he rasped.
I grinned, flicking my tongue over the sensitive skin above his waistband, savoring the way his body jerked under my touch.
“Let me take care of you, Ollie,” I purred, sliding my hands lower, teasing him. “You’ve already made me feel safe. Let me show you how much I want you.”
He groaned again, deeper this time, his resolve shattered.
I flicked my eyes up to his. “Take off your shirt.”
I left no room for argument, and his lips twitched.
“So mouthy today.” He pulled the fabric over his head and tossed it aside.
His chest was everything I remembered and more. His well-built, hard muscles begging to be traced.
“Shhh,” I whispered, leaning closer as my fingers curled around him, stroking gently. “Let Mommy help you.”
His groan was immediate, his head tipping back slightly as his hands fell to his sides.
“You’ve been thinking about this, haven’t you?” I pulled off his boxers and darted my tongue out to flick against his length.
“Nova . . .” he hissed.
I didn’t wait for him to respond, taking him into my mouth in one slow, deliberate motion, my eyes locked on his. His breath hitched, a deep, guttural sound escaping him as I hollowed my cheeks, letting my tongue swirl against him. He was so thick that I had to go slow at first to adjust to his width.
“Fuck, you’re unreal.” He tangled his hands in my hair.
I pulled back slightly, letting him feel the drag of my lips as I released him with a soft, wet sound.
“You taste so good.”
“Christ, Nova,” he growled, his hips jerking forward involuntarily as I took him again, deeper this time, moaning around him to feel the way he twitched against my tongue.
“Let me hear you,” I whispered, pulling back enough to tease him with my breath before taking him again, picking up my pace, deliberate and relentless. “I want to hear what I do to you, Ollie. Don’t hold back.”
“Fucking hell,” he groaned as his moans filled the room, deep and unrestrained. “You’re going to ruin me.”
“That’s the plan,” I murmured, my lips curving into a wicked grin as I wrapped them tightly around him, taking him in deep until he hit the back of my throat. I moved my hand in sync, gripping him firmly, twisting and stroking with the same rhythm as my mouth.
His groans turned to ragged gasps, his body shuddering uncontrollably as he lost himself to the sensation. Tangling his hand in my hair, he pulled me closer, his hips jerking helplessly as I sucked harder, my tongue pressing against the sensitive underside of his length.
