Breathing like she’s already on the edge.
And then I taste her.
Fucking heaven.
Her hips jerk, a curse spilling from her lips as I flatten my tongue and drag it slow through her slick folds, letting her feel every single second.
“God, Dax?—”
“No gods here,” I growl. “Just me. Just my mouth.”
She cries out when I flick her clit, and I hold her down with a hand across her stomach, watching her fall apart under the sky.
“You taste so fucking real,” I mutter against her. “You taste like sin and sweetness and mine.”
Her fingers clutch the blanket, her body arching.
“You’re not a dream,” I whisper. “You’re not. You’re real, aren’t you?”
She looks down, eyes glazed. “I’m real,” she whispers. “And I’m yours.”
That’s when I lose it.
That’s when I suck her clit into my mouth and make her scream my name so loud I hope the stars fucking hear it.
Her pussy clenches around my tongue—pink, swollen, glistening like ripe fruit. The taste of her floods my mouth—sweet salt and musk, addictive as a drug. I can feel every ridge, every delicate fold against my lips as I devour her.
She's trembling.
Not just trembling—coming apart. Her thighs quake against my cheeks, her wetness coating my chin. I can feel her pulse hammering through the tender flesh under my tongue.
"Dax—fuck—I can't take anymore—" she gasps, voice cracking.
I look up over the landscape of her body—flushed skin, heaving breasts, stomach muscles clenching. "Yes, you can," I growl, sliding two fingers into her silken heat. Her walls grip me, impossibly tight, impossibly hot. "Feel how your body's begging for it? How wet you are for me?"
She whimpers when I curl my fingers against that swollen spot inside her, when I suck her clit between my lips. Her hips buck wildly against my face.
"That's it," I murmur against her slick flesh. "Let go. Fucking drown me."
When she comes, it's with a raw, animal sound that shoots straight to my cock. Her release floods my mouth, her pussy pulsing around my fingers in waves I can count.
One. Two. Three. Four.
And I still don't stop.
Because this woman was made to destroy me.
And I'm going to worship every inch of her while she does.
She collapses back, panting, skin slick with sweat and starlight. Her chest heaves, nipples still tight and flushed dark pink against her trembling body.
I drag myself up her body, tasting salt on her skin, my tongue tracing the hollow between her ribs where sweat has pooled. My stubble scrapes against her softness as I move higher, feeling her shiver beneath me. My cock throbs painfully against denim as it drags through the slickness between her thighs.
"You want more?" I rasp, my thumb tracing her lower lip, swollen from biting back screams.
She nods, pupils blown so wide her eyes are nearly black. "I want all of you inside me."
Fucking hell.
