Page 141 of Broken Pieces
“I’m gonna make you feel everything I don’t know how to fucking say,” I murmur. “Every fucking thought. Every ache and second I spent today thinking about you.”
Her lips fall open on a shaky breath.
That’s when I sink to my knees between her legs.
My hands grip her thighs and I kiss a line up the inside of one.
She gasps again, one hand curling on the hood of the car, the other tangling in my hair.
I kiss higher.
Breathe her in.
She’s already soaked through the thin cotton of her underwear, and it makes me fucking feral.
I pull her panties down slowly, watching her squirm. Watching the way her chest rises and falls, the way her lashes flutter. And when she’s finally bare, I groan again.
“Fuck, Skylar…”
I grip her thighs, opening her up wider.
And I taste her.
My tongue flicks over her clit once.
She jolts, hips arching, a sharp gasp tearing from her throat.
I do it again.
Slower this time, until I’m sucking her into my mouth and holding her there, groaning against her. She’s trembling under my hands, thighs quaking as I keep her open, exposed, fucking adored.
Her fingers tighten in my hair, nails biting into my scalp, dragging me closer.
“Fuck… Zane—”
I look up at her from between her thighs.
“That’s it. Say my fucking name again.”
She whimpers, head dropping back, chest heaving. I dive in, tongue circling her clit, before flattening and dragging down through her soaked folds. I fuck her with my mouth, let her ride every filthy stroke.
She’s a fucking mess above me, hips grinding, breath stuttering, hands desperate.
I hold her down and keep going, relentless, my mouth wet, rough, and hungry.
Her thighs try to close but I pin them apart, groaning as she bucks beneath me.
“Zane… I’m… shit… don’t stop—” Her voice breaks. Her whole body bows. I feel it coming, the way she shakes, the way her thighs lock, the way her hips jerk up into my mouth.
I keep sucking.
Keep licking and fucking worshipping her with my tongue until she comes hard with a strangled cry, thighs clamping around my head, body shaking as she’s falling apart in my hands.
I kiss her inner thigh before dragging my mouth away, wiping my chin on the back of my hand as I rise to my feet.
She’s gorgeous. Sprawled out, ready for me to take, her chest still rising in fast little jerks.
I stare down at her and unbutton my jeans, voice low and hungry.
