He drops to his knees, gripping my hips while staring at my pussy like he can’t wait to both consume and worship it.
“Kyzen, wait.”
His body freezes as his eyes cast up to mine.
Fuck, he shouldn’t look that good kneeling before me.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing. It’s just that…”
“Tell me, little goddess.”
Damn it. Why did I even open my mouth?
“No, really, it’s nothing. Never mind.”
“If it has something to do with what you want, and more importantly, what you don’t want me to do to your body, tell me.”
Nervousness tries to take over the desire lacing its way through my blood. The soft circles he continues to draw on my hip bones, though, have them shifting of their own accord.
“I don’t think I like what you’re about to do.”
“You don’t think, or you know you don’t like it?”
My nose scrunches. “I don’t think. I mean, this really isn’t what I want to be talking about or doing right now, but for the sake of honesty, I’ve never gotten pleasure from it. No matter anydirectionoradviceI gave, it never helped. I’ve always just had to fake it, if you know what I mean, to get it over with.”
A flash of anger crosses his face before he smooths those features back out.
“I do know what you mean and that’s fucked up. Not on your part, but the part of your pitiful-ass excuse of a partner. If he didn’t take the time to learn your body, listen to what you like and don’t like, he didn’t deserve the right to your body.”
My eyes widen at the conviction in his tone.
Fuck me. He means that wholeheartedly.
“You’ll take the time to learn what I like?”
He snorts a laugh. It isn’t a teasing or funny one.
“I’ll stop time completely until I know everything about your body, Thayla Godrun. If you’ll allow it, there won’t be an inch of skin on you that I don’t take the time to memorize.”
Gods, I want that. Badly.
My breath rushes out of me. “Yes, please.”
He doesn’t need to be told twice.
A shuddering moan bursts from my throat when he licks the entirety of me in one long stroke. My knees tremble just from that and tingling spreads throughout my whole body.
“Gods, you taste better than I ever could’ve imagined. You’re going to come so pretty on my tongue.”
I don’t have time to process those delicious words as he tosses my leg over his shoulder and dives in like I’ve been keeping him waiting far too long.
His rhythmic moves and the perfect amount of pressure against my clit—that he had no trouble finding instantly—have me on the brink of falling apart.
A sheen of sweat breaks out across my skin and my breathing becomes labored.
“Fuck, Kyzen. I’m…” My voice whines as my muscles lock up.
