And that’s what I plan on giving this woman.
Everything I have, along with my heart and soul.
Alternating between kissing her skin, grazing it with my teeth, and dragging my tongue over the sensitive flesh, I move lower and lower, and by the time I bury my face between her legs and finally taste her sweet cunt, we’re both ready to explode.
Her arousal coats her pussy, glistening in the flickering light from the fire, and I can’t get enough of it. Every glide of my tongue fills me with her taste, and every flick across her clit makes her arch into me like an offering from God spread out before me on an altar of fur.
Those little mewls, moans, and gasps as she threads her fingers through my hair mingle with the crackling of the now-roaring fire beside us, the perfect soundtrack for losing myself in this woman and what she’s brought me.
Hope.
Joy.
Belief in something I wasn’t sure existed for me anymore—a happy ending.
Her body undulates under me, her fingers tightening in my hair, nails scoring my scalp as she grinds against my face.
Taking what I give her.
Taking what she needs.
I suck her clit into my mouth and swirl my tongue over it viciously, making her twist and buck, then back off slightly, alternating between long, slow explorations of every inch of her and faster movements that have her hips bowing up.
By the time I slide two fingers into her slick cunt, she’s already so close that her entire body is rigid, poised to be pushed over that cliff to plunge into the bliss waiting below.
I slide my other my hand underneath her ass, grasping her and holding her in place while I feast on her relentlessly.
Until she’s breathless.
Until she’s gasping and moaning my name and begging for release.
When she finally tenses, her pussy rippling along my fingers and grinding against my seeking mouth, I’m so close to coming myself that I almost do with her.
Because seeing Lucky come undone, watching her unravel, seeing the pieces of those walls she’s built break away, is enough to get me off, even without her touch.
This is all I need.
Just us.
I may love this mountain. I may love my family. But if it came down to it, I would choose her every time.
LUCKY
With the heat of the roaring fire beside us and flames of ecstasy still licking across my skin after my orgasm, I watch Liam with half-lidded eyes as he climbs over my body and takes my mouth with a soul-claiming kiss.
And he can have it.
It’s his.
I don’t know the exact moment I lost it to Liam McBride, whether it was when he saved Gizmo, when he laughed at my theft accusation, when he helped me clean up my mess at the diner, when he walked me home to ensure I got there safely in what is undoubtedly one of the safest places in the world, when he first kissed me in the store, when he stopped me from running, or when he learned the truth and nothing in the way he looked at me changed.
There have been so many times I’ve been spellbound and left speechless by this man, and this is one of them.
Any words I might have said are swallowed by his mouth on mine, lost in a flood of desire for him.
I groan against his lips, my fingers tangling in his hair, my body arching up to pin his hard cock between us as he kisses me like the only thing that exists in this moment is the two of us.
Giving in to it is so easy.
