And then his mouth finds my core.
And I swear the entire world shifts.
Nathan moans.Really moans.Like he’s starving.
Like tasting me is some kind of divine revelation.
“Goddamn,” he growls into me, voice vibrating straight through my bones.“You’re so fucking wet.So goddamn sweet.”
His tongue slides against me—slow at first, then deeper, firmer, devastating.
I gasp, clinging to his shoulders.
“Missed this.Missed you,” he whispers against my skin.“Taste so good, Sparky.”
A shudder tears through me.
My legs shake.
The room spins.
And he just keeps going—licking, sucking, devouring me like he’s memorizing every inch, every sound, every pulse.
Nathan Thorn is feasting on me like I’m the thing he’s been craving for sixteen years.
“Nathan!”I cry out, pulling his hair tighter.
Because while he’s eating me out like it’s his job, all I can do is fall apart for him.
Literally.
ChapterTwenty-Five
Nathan
The second she comes—thesecond her whole body bows beneath my mouth and she cries out my name like it belongs to her—I know I’m a goner.
There’s no coming back from this.
No pretending.
No denying.
No running.
I lift Adrianna—my Adrianna—into my arms, her limbs loose and trembling, her breath soft and shaky against my neck.She feels boneless and warm and so damn trusting it cracks something inside me.
I carry her to the bed.
Lay her out like the feast she is—like art, like worship, like she’s the only thing in this entire damn world worth touching.
Because she is.
Ad is all of that and more.
Next, I crawl over her, bracing myself above her, staring down like I still don’t believe she’s real.
Her thighs fall open the moment my hands touch them—not shy, not hesitant—but with a quiet kind of confidence that punches the air from my lungs.
