I blink up at the ceiling, swallowing back emotion. “It’s a reminder that no matter what, it was worth it. That trying is always worth it.” Tilting my head, I study her, wiping at the tear that rolls down her cheek. “You will always be worth it, Angles.”
She rolls her lips together. “What if I want it to work out? What if I don’t want to just try? What if I want it all? What if I know it’ll be hard and that we’re going to be put through it, but I can’t fight it anymore?”
A smile creeps across my face. “Kiss me anyway.”
She angles in, and with her lips against mine, she murmurs, “I was hoping you’d say that.”
The skin beneath her jersey is warm and so damn inviting. I smooth my palms over her hips and abdomen, and when I brush the underside of her breasts, she sucks in a breath.
“God, I want to fuck you in this jersey, but I’m so damn desperate to see all of you.”
She makes up my mind for me, grasping the hem and pulling it over her head.
Fuck.
She’s more beautiful than I remember. Her breasts are heavy, nipples pebbled in anticipation.
Arching up, I suck one into my mouth, eliciting a moan from deep within her.
When she grinds against me, I flip her onto her back, needing to be as naked as she is.
She watches me with hungry eyes as I slide down my joggers and boxers in one go, then kick them across the room. I press one knee into the mattress, then the other, but before I get too far, she reaches out and strums her fingers across the barbells lining my dick.
“I could feel them the last time we were together, but I didn’t get to look.” She shifts, popping up on her knees too. “Lay down for me.”
Fuck, this woman. She’ll be the death of me.
I obey quickly. I’d do just about anything she asked except walk away from her.
“Do they hurt?” she asks of the three piercings that make up the Jacob’s ladder lining my shaft.
“No.”
She rolls them between her fingers, tugging a bit, and a bolt of electricity shoots through me.
Eyes closed, I exhale. “They feel pretty fucking incredible right now.”
“Are there ways I can use them to make you feel even better?”
She strokes me, her grip tight, and my vision fades in and out.
“I—fuck, Adeline, don’t stop. Please,” I breathe.
Humming, she drags her tongue across her lips. She shifts again, and then her warm breath ghosts over me. Pleasure lances through me and pours out my tip, making me shudder.
“I wonder how it will feel when I do this.” She rolls her tongue over one piercing, then the next, starting at the bottom and working her way up.
“Fucking hell.”I groan, awash with ecstasy.
She peers up at me, the hint of a pleased smile playing at her lips. “That good?”
With one hard nod, I cup her cheek. “So good, baby. You’re so good for me.”
Her cheeks go pink, but mischief flashes in her eyes. “I thought you were the one who was going to be good for me? Wasn’t that your line?I’ll be a good boy?”
“I will be a good boy,” I insist, my voice rough. “I’ll do anything you fucking want if you just wrap those perfect lips around my cock and suck. Please, Adeline. Put me out of my goddamn misery and let me have you.”
Her eyes don’t leave mine as she opens her mouth wide and waits for me to thrust inside her. And, fuck, the second I hit the back of her throat and she gags, my soul leaves my body.
