“You’re such a fucking temptress, Wildfire.”
She gasps as my hand drifts down her belly to her sopping wet core.
“Do you want my fingers, baby? Or my mouth?”
“Your cock.”
“That wasn’t one of the options right now.” Nibbling the ball of her shoulder, I make my way down to her breasts and lick one nipple before moving over to the other one. “Fingers or mouth, Juliet?”
“Mouth.” She pushes her fingers into my hair. “Holy shit, this is the best medicine ever.”
I chuckle against her and kiss down to her belly button. She’s pushed her legs wide, and I look up to watch her face as I nudge my way between them.
“Where’s your pain, baby?”
“I’m okay. I really am. Please don’t stop.”
Her pussy is swollen and pink and so fucking wet as I lower my face and lap up her sweet juices, sliding my tongue through her lips and up to her clit.
Jules arches her back and moans, her hand still in my hair.
“You taste like a motherfucking dream,” I growl against her slit. “Like you’remine.”
“Iamyours,” she reminds me. “Always. Forever. Fuck, Brooks.”
Sliding two fingers inside her, I rub that rough patch that makes her legs shake, but then pull them out and frown up at her.
“Pain?”
“If you stop again?—”
“What’s your pain level, Juliet?”
She bites her lip. “Maybe a three.”
With my eyes on hers, I lower my face once more and wrap my lips around her clit as my fingers slide back inside her, and her jaw drops, watching me as I eat her gorgeous cunt.
“Yes,” she whispers, her eyes half closing. “Fuck yes. Jesus, you’re good at that.”
I crook my fingers, and she moans, and then she’s exploding against my lips, falling apart so beautifully, it makes me feral to get inside her.
When her muscles start to relax, I kiss her inner thighs and then work my way back up to her chest and then her lips, and kiss her deeply, brushing my tongue against hers so she can taste herself.
“Mmm,” she breathes against my lips. “Need you inside me, babe.”
“I want that too, but baby, I’m so afraid of hurting your leg.”
She frames my face and smiles up at me. “You couldnever?—”
“You make me lose myself, and all I want to do is pound into you, smack your ass, pull your hair, and remind you exactly who you belong to. I want toruinyou.”
She licks her lips. “Hell to the yes. You have full consent for that.”
“But I can’t do it until you’re healed. And I’m afraid I’ll lose control and hurt you.”
“Never.” She shakes her head, and her fingertips drift up and down my arms. “You’re the calm, remember? You take away the chaos.”
God, I couldn’t love her more than I do right now.
