His fingers skate up and down the center of my naked back, electrifying my skin, grounding me. I lift my cheek, propping my chin on my hand that’s planted on his chest.
Kissing his chest, I press my cheek back down on his warm skin. “Thank you.”
“For what?”
“You’re the only reason I’ve been able to face any of this. I don’t want to even think about where I would be right now had you given up on me.”
Looking down at me, the corner of his mouth lifts before he places his warm hand over mine. “I’ll never give up on you. Ever. What we have, I can’t explain it. Not even in a song.”
“I know. I’ve tried to put it to words too but the closest I could get was rambling thoughts scribbled in a journal.”
“Is that what I always see you writing in?”
I nod, looking away. “It’s the only place I can speak my truth. What is really inside of my heart.”
“I wouldn’t mind looking inside of your heart someday,” he says, pulling me closer, I kiss his chin then his mouth.
“You already have.”
“Yes, but not the way I want to.” His large hand fans my face. “I want every single part of you. Just like I want to give you every single part of me.”
“Linc.” I kiss his shoulder, scraping my teeth along his skin. Goose bumps ripple across his flesh and I smile.
Dipping my hand between us, I wrap my hand around him, earning myself a long, deep groan.
“I love it when you touch me.”
One hand cups my breasts before he playfully tweaks my nipple. Pleasure shoots between my legs as his mouth travels down the center of my chest while his fingers dip into my wet slit.
He shifts, taking up position between my thighs. “Tell me what you want.” He spreads my legs wider, putting me on full display.
I gasp.
“Touch me.”
He grins. “Touch you how?”
Leaning down, he kisses the right side of my thigh then moves his hot mouth higher. My warm blood runs hot, desire singing in my veins. Linc eases one finger inside of me, then two. “Answer me.” His hooded gaze remains focused on his task; need swimming in those deep green eyes.
“With your mouth,” I tell him, fisting the sheets beneath me. He’s driving me mad and dizzy with want.
“So you want my mouth…” His thumb moves to the bundle of nerves that is screaming for his attention, swirling the pad of it around and around. “Here?”
Now I’m really embarrassed. I’ve never experienced this level of intimacy before. And I don’t know what I like enough to say it out loud.
“Sylvie,” Linc prompts, lowering his mouth to blow cool air on my burning flesh. “I’m waiting,” he says with a teasing lick.
I moan when his tongue leaves me, desperate for more of him. “Yes, please!”
His tongue dips low, taking a long swipe before settling to lapping at my swollen clit. I cry out, fisting my fingers in his hair. His fingers drive in and out of me at a steady pace while he devours me, dragging me further and further to the edge of insanity. I thrash on the bed, the impending pressure building at a feverish rate.
Then it happens.
I explode, trembling and shaking beneath his relentless mouth.
He releases me on a loud suck after drinking every last bit of pleasure from me. “What else?” he asks, moving up to cover my body with his. “What else do you want me to do?”
“I don’t know,” I pant, unable to think properly now that he’s rendered me completely mindless.
