I cup her jaw gently, my thumb still stroking her swollen lips, and I realize I’m looking at her like she’s mine. My everything.
Guys like me don’t get to keep girls like her. We get the crash and burn, the inevitable moment when they realize we’re exactly what everyone warned them about.
That’s how it always goes. That’s how it’s supposed to go. But right now, I don’t want to think about that. Right now, I want to please her.
The thought hits me like a freight train, and I freeze for a second because… what the fuck?
I don’t do that. Never have. Girls go down on me, but I don’t... I’ve never eaten pussy before. Never wanted to. Never saw the point when I could fuck them and be done with it, get what I needed and move on.
But looking at Bells right now, with her swollen lips and that satisfied smirk playing at the corners of her mouth, I want to evoke the same pleasure on her like she gave me.
I want to taste her.
“Come here,” I rasp, my voice still rough, reaching for her.
I pull her up the bed toward me, and she comes willingly, that soft laugh still lingering on her lips. Before she can say anything, or question what I’m doing, I roll us over in one smooth motion, pinning her beneath me.
The shift in power should feel familiar. This is what I know—being in control, calling the shots. But my hands are still shaking.
I settle between her thighs, my hands slipping into the waistband of those tiny sleep shorts she’s wearing. The soft fabric bunches under my fingers.
“Jace—” she starts, but I’m already pulling them down, dragging them off her legs and tossing them somewhere on the floor where I don’t give a fuck where they land.
She’s bare beneath those shorts. No underwear. Just her, spread out beneath me.
Fuck me.
I move back down her body, settling between her legs. My hands tremble as I spread her thighs wider, and I realize withstartling clarity that I’ve never been this nervous before. Not ever.
“I’ve never done this before,” I admit, as I press a kiss to the inside of her thigh. The skin there is impossibly soft, and I linger there longer than I need to. “But I want to taste you, Bells.”
I don’t wait for her response. I lower my head and put my mouth on her, and the sound she makes is the best thing I’ve ever heard in my life.
She’s wet. So fucking wet. And the taste of her. Christ, I wasn’t prepared for this. For how much I’d want it.
I flick my tongue over her clit, once, experimentally, and her entire body jerks beneath me as if I’ve electrocuted her.
“Oh… fuck,” she gasps, and my eyes snap up to watch her face, needing to see her reaction and know I’m doing this right.
Her head falls back, her lips parting on a shaky exhale, and I’m transfixed. Completely captivated by the way I’m making her feel.
I do it again, giving another quick flick of my tongue, and her hips lift slightly off the bed, chasing my mouth, craving more.
Holy shit. This is... I didn’t realize giving could feel as good as taking. That her pleasure could feed mine.
I wrap my lips around that sensitive little nub and suck. She tastes amazing.
“Jace,” she moans my name like a prayer, and her hand flies to my hair, fingers tangling in the strands, gripping tight enough to hurt.
I work her with my tongue, switching between broad, flat strokes through her folds and focused attention on her clit, learning what makes her gasp, what makes her thighs tremble around my head, and what makes her grip tighten in my hair. Every sound she makes, every shift of her hips, every breathless whimper—I catalogue it all, file it away as vital information I’ll need later.
I slide one finger inside her. She’s already so wet, so ready, so fucking tight around me that I groan against her pussy. The vibration makes her cry out, her back arching, her grip tightening in my hair almost painfully.
I want to memorize this: the way she tastes and how her body reacts to every touch.
“More,” she breathes, her voice pleading. “Jace, please—”
I add a second finger, curling it just right. I find that spot inside her, that place that makes her back arch clean off the bed, and I work it relentlessly while my tongue keeps circling her clit, licking and sucking and learning her like she’s a language I’m desperate to speak fluently.
