My voice softens — worship disguised as sin.
“I was never meant to have anything this good,” I whisper, sliding my hands beneath the waistband of her shorts, “but I’ll spend the rest of my fucking life trying to deserve it.”
Her breath stutters.
“You always say things like that.”
“Because I mean them.”
The shorts slide down her thighs, and I let my mouth follow — slow, worshipful, hungry.
I look up at her.
“You’re art, Butterfly.”
She laughs breathlessly. “You’re drunk.”
“I’m wrecked,” I whisper. “Not drunk.”
“Then prove it.”
I slide my tongue up her trembling thighs, take the thin material that’s covering her sweet pussy between my lips, let my teeth graze her skin and look into her eyes as I slowly slide it down her thighs. I almost rip it open when she lets a gasp. I slide them over feet and take them in my hands, inhale her sweet fucking set.
God, she fucking smells real, my hallucination has never felt so fucking real, she’s still looking at me with ruin in her eyes.
“Fuck, I can’t wait to taste you, butterfly.” She gasps as I settle my head between her thighs.
“Dax—”
“You said prove it.” I meet her eyes. “And I don’t make promises I don’t keep.”
Her thighs tremble when I breathe against her, and Christ —
She smells like sin and salvation. Like the first breath after drowning. Like everything I never expected to touch again.
I press my lips to the inside of her thigh, biting just enough to make her gasp before soothing the mark with slow kisses.
She moans, and fuck, that sweet fucking sound spreads straight to my cock, I spread her wider, thumb brushing her slick skin, my mouth hovering, hungry.
“You’re shaking,” I murmur.
“You’re—” she swallows hard, voice already wrecked, “you’re looking at me like you missed me.”
“I did,” I say. “I missed everything.”
And then I finally taste her.
She jerks with a gasp.
“Dax—”
“Shh.” My voice is nothing but ruin against her. “Let me taste the mess you made of me.”
I slide my tongue up her soaking wet folds and feel her shudder beneath me, her gasps coming fast. My tongue licks allaround the outside of her pussy and she tastes fucking divine, I can’t help the moan that slides against her pussy while my tongue slide up her soaking wet folds.
She tastes like honey and heat and home.
She tastes real.
