“Oh god—” She slaps a hand over her mouth, muffling her moan.
"Move that hand," I murmur before diving right back in. “I want to hear you trying not to scream.”
I'd rather every sorry fucker in this town heard her so they'd recognize this territory has already been claimed, but I’ll settle for this. For now.
When her eyes close and her lips part, I smile against her, flattening my tongue against her slit, groaning at her taste.
"Mmm," I moan against her, and her hips buck.Goddamn.
She's so perfect.
Somine.
When her hands twist into my hair, gripping tight, I know she's close.
Her thighs bracket my head as she flexes and rolls her hips. I swirl my tongue faster, slipping a single digit beneath my chin and into her drenched heat, hooking it against the spot she likes with firm strokes.
"Oh fuck,fuck, Seven, I'm…I'm…"
Oh, I know, baby. I know.
I add another digit and fuck my fingers into her harder, rubbing my tongue and lips all over her slippery cunt until she's a mess of sensation, fighting against my hold on her hip as I eat her pussy exactly how I want to.
"Seven!"
My name is a choked plea on her lips, and I commit the sound to memory as she comes on my face. Her body arches impossibly high as she whines my name again.
I only stop wringing every morsel of pleasure from her swollen pussy when she finally sags back against the mattress and shivers, coming down from the high as small tremors still rack her body.
It takes her a second to catch her breath when I withdraw my fingers and use my shirt to clean my lips and chin, then she throws an arm over her eyes and sighs contentedly.
"I think you and Elijah have officially ruined me."
I lick my lips, relishing what remains of her musk there. "Then we're doing our jobs."
I flop onto the mattress next to her, staring up at the discolored popcorn ceiling.
We turn to look at each other at the same time, and I prop a hand under my head to take in the last bit of red in her cheeks as it begins to fade. I'm harder than fucking granite in my jeans, but I will my body to soften. Tonight isn't about what I want, and all I needed when I came here was to see her face. To touch her. Hold her. And we're running out of time.
"What are you thinking?" she asks me after the silence lingers between us.
I smile, taking her hand and pressing a kiss into her palm. "You aren't ready to hear it yet, Ro."
But she will be.Soon.
"Stay?" she asks after another beat. "Until I fall asleep?"
I sit up and draw back the covers for her to get beneath them and peel off my leather jacket to join her. Once I have her tucked tight against my chest, she melts against me. "Thanks for coming."
"I'll always be here when you need me, Ro. No matter what."
She shifts against me. "I know…but, Seven?"
"Hmm?"
"Don't come here again."
I go still.
