His throat bobs as he takes me in before he slowly removes his cut, placing it on the bedside table.
He removes his shirt next and I swallow thickly as I take him in. All the tattoos on his chest are mouthwatering, but one on his left peck, close to his heart catches my attention. It wasn’t there when I tattooed the butterfly… I can’t seem to look away from the letters above his heart. My name. I instantly tear up as I gently run my finger over the ink.
Drew
My name, he has my name permanently inked into his skin.
My bottom lip wobbles as I look up at the man who owns my heart, and he softens, most likely seeing the array of emotions on my face.
Shock, awe, love, disbelief.
“I told you, Drew, I love you,” he whispers as he cups my cheek, and a few tears fall as I choke, “I love you too,” before I press up on my toes and slam my lips against his.
He groans as he lifts me up again, then lays us on my bed, his body blanketing mine, his bare chest heating me as I moan into his mouth.
The kiss heats up as our tongues tangle. My need for him overwhelms me as I lift my hips slightly for friction.
Bellamy breaks the kiss, again, but this time, instead of going to my neck, he takes a nipple into his mouth, rolling his tongue around it before biting hard. I arch my back with pleasure, and a moan erupts when he twists and pulls on my other nipple.
Frustration and need have my hips moving against him, wanting, no, needing him inside me as my panties become damp.
Sensing my frustrations, Bellamy kisses down my body, his fingers latching onto my panties, and he pulls them down my body, cold air hitting below, and I can feel my cheeks heat with embarrassment.
I’m wet, very wet…
“Fuck, you’re a sight,” he growls low and deep. I get the courage to look at him, and the lust that radiates from him makes me want to rub my legs together to get friction. Before I can move, Bellamy runs his fingers up my legs before forcing them to bend and open, baring me to him.
Embarrassment hits, but he doesn’t let that feeling linger for long because one moment he’s staring at my bare sex and the next, he’s licking me from hole to clit.
“Oh my god!” I gasp in shock and arch my back, and the pleasure that shoots through me as he sucks my clit into his mouth is oh holy crap…
“Mm, so fucking responsive,” he moans against me before he shoves his tongue inside. “Bellamy,” I gasp, arching my back and gripping the sheets underneath me.
He basically eats me like a starved animal. His whole mouth covering me before I feel his finger at my entrance as he sucks and nips my clit. Slowly he pushes his finger inside me, and I moan loudly as he grunts, “Fuck you’re tight…”
He gently moves it in and out as he sucks hard on my clit in pulses, and my body begins to shake, my stomach tightening at the sensation, and a feeling I’ve never felt before overcomes me, causing a scream to erupt as I arch my back higher and my eyes blacken with the pleasure.
When I come down from my what I think was an orgasm, I’m breathing heavily, and Bellamy is still licking me. Only this time, he has two fingers inside me, rubbing against a magical spot deep inside that sends shivers down my spine.
He groans, and my body tightens up against him again within minutes, the feeling I just had coming quicker and harder. Thrusting his fingers faster as he sucks my clit, I scream yet again as dizziness hits me, and my vision goes black. I think I may have just peed myself…
“Fuck yes,” Bellamy groans, “you just fucking squirted...” I barely pay attention, trying to catch my breath. He doesn’t give me a second of reprieve before his body is over mine. My leg is lifted in to the crook of his elbow, and the head of his cock is pressing against my very wet entrance.
Bellamy slams his lips against mine, and I moan, tasting myself on him as he shoves his tongue into my mouth before thrusting forward hard and fast, bottoming out.
A sharp shooting pain hits me below as he stills. He doesn’t break the kiss, even as I cry out into his mouth and my body tenses. He kisses me and gently plays with my nipples, keeping that lust between us despite the sudden pain.
As soon as my body relaxes slightly with the way he’s playing it, he moves his hips back and thrusts forward gently before he begins to make love to me. He takes me slow and steady. I get lost in him without even thinking about it.
He makes love to me on the bed, in the shower, on the bathroom counter, and then on the floor because we couldn’t make it back to bed before he took me again.
All night long, he shows me just how much he loves me and how much we belong together.
All night long, he proves I’ll never be able to live without him.
Chapter 13
Cage – Seven Weeks Later
