Page 51 of The Legend (Rivers Wilde 2)

He sucks hard as his hand drifts down my abdomen, and he cups my pussy through my dress, but it does nothing to lessen the heat radiating from his hand.

“I want to taste you, Kal.” He’s out of breath and his chest heaves, and he grinds the heel of his hand right where I need him to. I reach between us and pull the skirt of my dress all the way up to my waist. He slips a hand inside my panties and his fingers slip into the slickness that’s been spreading between my thighs since we got into his truck and drove out to this little lookout.

“Yeah, shit your clit is so hard.” He rubs, strokes, and presses the little nub with his thumb. Little shocks of what I think might be pleasure—but what feels like something much more than that—spark all over my body. I grind my hips into his hand and when he slips a finger inside of me, I arch off the mattress.

He kisses his way down my body and then his mouth is where his hand is, and the wet of his tongue as he runs it up the seam of my pussy’s lips is the strangest sensation.

“Don’t ever shave this,” he mutters as he nuzzles the tuft of dark hair that covers me.

“Don’t ever stop doing that and I’ll do whatever you say.”

He laughs again and then he spreads my thighs. I close my eyes and drop my head back onto our little bed. He presses a kiss to my inner thigh and kisses his way up and up until…

I forget we’re out in the open; I forget that he’s leaving soon and I try to focus on his mouth.

But, I can’t.

“Remi… are you sure you like it?” I breathe when his tongue probes me.

He pulls away abruptly and I look down to find his eyes intent on my face. His lips are slick with my wetness and split in a wicked grin.

“I love it. Do you not?”

“I do,” I say hastily “So much. It’s just… I’ve never… I don’t know. Does it… taste okay?” I’m grateful for all this melanin and the way it hides my blushes because my face is aflame with embarrassment.

But I have to know.

“Hmmm… you taste great.” He hums against me before he puts his mouth back on me. I lie there, and it’s so quiet. I can only hear the harshness of my breaths as I clutch the mattress in search of purchase as Remi’s mouth gives my body a lesson in pure pleasure.

Nothing could have prepared me for the feel of his tongue pushing into my body. For the feel of his lips sucking my clit the same way he sucks my nipples. I’ve made myself come before, but when Remi slips one finger inside of me and pulls me into his mouth on a long languid suck, I break apart in a way I know will leave me changed. My entire world flips and I cry out his name and call for him to save me all at the same time.

I can’t tell the difference between the spangle of stars across the now dark sky and the ones I see when I close my eyes.

He pulls himself up so that he’s on top of me. He presses his forehead to mine and catches his breath with his fingers fisted in my hair.

“Did you like that?” he pants and I can smell myself on his breath.

“So much, yes.” I nod. He pulls the skirt of my dress down and pulls my top up and I stiffen.

“Aren’t we going to… I mean, I thought we were going to…”

He stops fixing my dress and rolls off me.

“No, I didn’t think we were… you’re a virgin, right?” he asks.

“Yeah, I am.”

He cups my cheeks and kisses me. “I wasn’t going to ask you for that when I know I can’t be here or give you anything more right now.”

“But it’s what I want. I mean, I have to lose it sometime and I want it to be with you. Even if we never see each other again, I would want it to be you.”

“Don’t say that. We’ll see each other again. And if you’re sure, Kal—I want you, too.”

“But—” I ask when he doesn’t go on and looks uncertain.

“Um, I’m big,” he says quickly.

“Like, what do you mean? You mean like your dick?” I ask.

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