I was too dazed to register what he’d had just said. Had Tirone Lazzarini just apologized?
“Sorry for not noticing you stopped reading.” He printed a lighter kiss on my cheek. “Sorry for disturbing your much needed sleep when you were sick.” Another tender kiss landed on my other cheek. “Sorry for getting too lost in my jealousy to take care of you.”
My heart fluttered. He took me by surprise. I didn’t expect this rather delightful behavior from him at all. Should I be satisfied or worried? “It’s not like you to apologize.”
“Is that so?”
“Yes. If you were a fictional character, you’d be the unapologetic, alphahole villain.”
“Villain? Is that my role in your story?”
“The villain who gets the girl.”
A smile tugged at his lips. “Who also apologizes but only tothegirl.” He surprised me again by dropping to his knees while holding me by the hips. “And gets on his knees to make her forgive him.”
I dipped my hand in his hair as he unzipped and lowered my pants. Then, he dropped my panties, too, and, with his eyes looking up at mine, caressed my center with his tongue.
A little shiver ran through me as he teased my sensitive skin. Then his tongue stopped teasing and entered me. I gasped at the sweet connection, my hand pulling him closer, guiding him.
He shook his head and took my hand off his head. “I don’t need guidance, little faerie. A real man knows how to eat by himself. I know your pussy like the back of my hand, Jo. I raised that dirty little kitten, taught it everything she’s ever learned, or have you forgotten?”
My whole body tingled. “How could I forget?”
“Good girl,” he whispered against my accumulating wetness and resumed his feast.
“Oh God,” I murmured under my breath, trying to watch my voice level, but he was doing things to my pussy that made me want to scream with no regard to getting caught. “Fuck, I’m no good girl. Look at me. I drop my panties for my student in the library and let him eat my cunt.” I moaned, lowering myself on him, needing him to eat me deeper. “I ride his fucking face like a dirty, little bitch.”
He groaned, fucking me with his tongue and his fingers now. “Mydirty little bitch.”
“Yes. That’s what you made me. You turned me from a good girl into your dirty little bitch.”
“Be bad all you want, little faerie, and I’ll be your good boy.”
“Oh God, yes.” I rode him faster, spreading my arms against the shelf for support. “You’re such a good boy for mommy.”
His shoulder rocked faster as he slid his fingers in and out of me, his whole mouth devouring me while his tongue fluttered on my clit until my orgasm drenched his palm and face.
“Yes, mommy, come for me. Come for your good boy.”
My eyes squeezed shut as he squeezed the last drops out of my pussy. I pressed my lips to contain the screams that wanted to fly. My fists banged on the shelf with the sweet pain, forcing a few books to drop. “Oh fuck.”
He chuckled, his breath teasing me into a shudder, and rose to tower over me. Then his lips took mine, rubbing my taste all over them. “Am I forgiven?”
“More than forgiven.”
“My little faerie is easy to please.”
“I wasn’t even mad at you, baby.”
“You should be. I was using you to hurt him. I was too set in my ways to notice you weren’t happy enough.”
“I am, and I understand this isn’t easy. It’s a lot of sacrifice on your end.”
“On yours, too.”
“I’m not sacrificing anything. I’ve never been happier.”
“Are you?”
