Page 64 of Hush (Fighting Fate)

When he moved lower again, I was aching. Just thinking he might take my nipple into his mouth had me panting. The second I felt the warmth on it, and then the hard pull of his suck, I jerked my hips against him, needing to feel some pressure on the ache between my legs.

Obviously pleased with my reaction, he relentlessly laved my nipple with his tongue, flicking and licking, and sucking with hard, arousing pulls, and when he was done, he moved on to the other side, making sure to give it the same attention.

My head was light from pleasure. I swear if I got too much more I’d faint. Or maybe it was just because I was breathing so hard and fast I was practically hyperventilating.

It wasn’t until he moved even lower, his hot breath caressing my skin through my panties that I realized the level of pleasure he was giving me had nowhere near topped out.

No one had ever been where he was just then. No one had ever tried, and I hadn’t wanted them to. But as my nameless boy licked the inside of my thighs, right beside my panty line, I wondered why, because holy mother of god did it feel good.

I was so close to asking him what his real name was. I wanted to cry it out so bad, but I knew that would most probably be like ripping on a hand brake. Instead, I decided to beg.

“…please…”

I didn’t know what I was begging for, I just knew I needed something. Anything.

My plea must have worked a little, because next thing I knew, he gripped the sides of my panties and was dragging them down my legs.

Knowing I was that much closer to having his skin on mine almost pushed me to breaking point. I was honestly prepared to just rip his boxers off and pull him into me, but the sound of his voice made me pause.

“Jesus…”

I opened my eyes and looked down at him sitting between my legs. His newly grey eyes looked dark and dangerous as they scanned my body spread out before him. I’d never allowed myself to be on display like that before. The thought had always terrified me. But lying there for him, with his gaze looking so hungry, I felt nothing but sexy and desirable.

“Do you have any idea how fucking sexy you look right now?”

Slowly, I shook my head.

“Fuck,” he whispered. “If you don’t want to go any further, you have to tell me now. I don’t know…I can’t…”

I couldn’t let him struggle any more. “I want you,” I said simply.

I watched him swallow hard before his eyes flashed with need. Slowly he leaned forward and licked at my ankle. I sucked in a breath at the unexpected rush of arousal the motion gave me.

He did it again, this time moving higher, his lips caressing as his tongue tasted. Oh god help me. I was seriously going to combust if he kept going like that.

By the time he reached my knee, I was squirming, and when he finally made it back to the inside of my thigh, I felt like he’d only have to blow on my clit to make me orgasm.

The first swipe of his tongue across my clit was quick, but holy hell, it was mind blowing. I had to bite my lip to stop myself from crying out. The second concentrated at my opening, making my clit beg for the attention it needed. The third, I was in heaven.

The touch of his tongue was soft and light, teasing. My body arched, loving his touch, but craving more at the same time.

“Fuck me…” he murmured. “You taste so fucking good…”

I moaned, his words almost heating me to melting point.

His tongue swirled over my clit again, this time a little firmer, and just when I thought it couldn’t get any better, I felt his finger slide inside me.

“Oh god…” I moaned.

I was panting so badly now. My body was wound so tight, so desperate for release. I’d never felt so out of control in my life. I knew if he stopped now, I would be in serious trouble. I would probably even consider finishing myself off. Right in front of him.

He slid his finger in and out, slowly at first, but then he added another and the movements quickened. His tongue matched the rhythm his fingers set, speeding up with each thrust.

I felt him crook his finger inside me each time he thrust in, massaging where I assumed my G spot was. It felt so, so good.

And then he sucked my clit between his lips, his tongue still working it as he sucked, and I crashed. It was the most intense orgasm I’d ever experienced. I honestly didn’t know they could feel so incredible.

I was still drowning in wave after wave of ecstasy as he climbed up my body, gently kissing me as he went, and as his mouth claimed mine with heated desperation, I felt my need for him between my legs flare again.

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