But right now, this was about her. All about her. And if this was the only night we had, I was going to make sure she’d never forget it.
I brushed a soft kiss over her lips and then continued kissing down her body, paying extra attention to her sensitive nipples, licking and sucking them into hard peaks before I continued down her stomach. She was so responsive, writhing beneath my touch, her breaths coming faster as I mapped out her contours with my hands and my mouth.
Shifting back onto my knees, I met her heated gaze, and a slow smile curved over my lips. “Ready?”
“Yes. I need more.”
My hands ran up her thighs, and then I pushed her legs apart, slowly enough to give her time to stop me. Instead of stopping me, she moaned, spreading her legs wider, and the sight in front of me was so fucking hot.
A delicate flush spread over her body, her nipples pebbling in the cool air. As I dragged my gaze lower, between her legs, to her glistening pussy, my tongue swiped across my lips. She gasped, and I couldn’t hold back any longer. I lowered myself down and licked a line up her slit, tasting her for the first time.
“Jay. Fuck!” Her hips arched upwards, and I held her in place as I tasted her again, my dick throbbing as her hands shot to my head, gripping my hair. My tongue flicked overher clit, my stubble lightly rasping against her thighs as she clenched them around my head.
I smoothed my palms over her legs before pulling them over my shoulders, and she laughed breathlessly.
“Jay. I never knew it could feel like this. Never.”
Raising my head, I met her blown pupils. “If you’re still talking, I need to work harder.” With that, I lowered my head again, licking another stripe up her soaked pussy, while I rubbed over her clit with my thumb. I worked her over with my fingers and mouth until she was arching against me again, a stream of moans and pants falling from her lips, interspersed with gasps of my name.
Her body shuddered, and she fell apart against me with a drawn-out cry. It was the hottest thing I’d ever experienced. It felt so intimate, so fucking vulnerable, and I still couldn’t believe she’d trusted me with this after everything that had happened between us.
I carefully lowered her trembling legs to the blankets and then kissed my way back up her body, worshipping every inch of her heated skin. Her eyes were closed, but when our faces drew level, her lids fluttered open, and she smiled.
“I never imagined… Oh, Jay. That was…” She lifted her hand, smoothing it down my back. “Can I try doing that to you now?”
My cock jerked inside my joggers. “Fuck. I want that, but I don’t know how long I’ll last if you get your hands or your mouth on me.”
“Hmm.” Her lips curved into a pout, and I had to kiss it. “How about a little bit as part of your warm-up, then? Like you do before a game.”
A shocked laugh tore from my throat. “Princess. We donot touch each other’s dicks as part of our warm-up routine, I can promise you that.”
Her laughter joined mine. “I know that, but you know what I mean. I can…help to warm up certain parts of your body.”
“Is that so?” My brows lifted, and she swiped her tongue across her lips, slow and sultry.
“Mmhmm. I told you before that I wanted you to be my first in every way, and I mean that.”
This woman. “Okay. If that’s what you want. Where do you want to start?”
“Can we start with you getting just as naked as me? Please?”
There was no way on Earth that I would ever turn Nova Thorpe down if there was something in my power that could make her happy.
“Yeah, okay,” I said hoarsely. “We can start with that.”
33
NOVA
I could live a thousand lifetimes, experience thousands of things, and nothing would ever come close to the sight of Jayesh Attwood fully nude in front of me. He said he was going to worship me, and he’d kept his promise, but now I wanted to worship him. This man was a god.
“Jay.” I swallowed, taking in his gorgeous, chiselled body, lazily sprawled among my pillows. “You look…you’re so… How are you here?”How are you even real?It felt like a dream.
His fingers curled around his long, thick cock, and he stroked it, his eyes never leaving mine. When he spoke, his voice was a delicious, low rumble. “I’m here because I’myours. However you want me.”
“I want to kiss you,” I breathed, and he crooked a finger.
“Come here.”
