Rolling her eyes, she snagged the sack of marshmallows, turning to walk towards the sofa. “Don’t forget the starshine!”
Feeling like a lunatic with the way my emotions jumped back and forth, I almost skipped to the cupboard with the starshine, which had been left untouched for months. Grabbing it, I headed towards her, loving how she watched me as I walked. There wassomething different about her. A hunger that hadn’t been there before. Or I was imagining it. That was possible too.
As I sat, she opened the bag, shoving an entire marshmallow into her mouth. She moaned as she chewed, her eyes fluttering closed. “I’ve only ever had these once. They’re so good.”
“You haven’t tasted anything yet.” Uncorking the starshine, I tipped some into my mouth, quickly shoving a marshmallow in with it. The sweetness paired perfectly with the burn of the starshine, almost making the alcohol tolerable. She watched with wide eyes, the stars in them seeming to flutter.
Passing her the bottle, I gawked as she took her turn, loving the way she didn’t hesitate to eat another whole marshmallow with a hefty pull of the liquor. Sputtering, she handed me the bottle, my chuckles as I took it earning me a jab to the arm. When I noticed a bead of the liquor on her chin, I used my thumb to wipe it, her tongue darting out at the same time and grazing the pad of my finger.
We stared at each other, both stunned. Yet, neither of us seemed to regret it. In fact, Nova shimmied closer to me. I drank again, passing the bottle back to her. A handful of more drinks and marshmallows came and went before I had the guts to break the silence, my head light and my throat burning.
“You really do look so beautiful.”
Her grin was soft, but her eyes became heavy as she got closer. “You look pretty good yourself. Those clothes suit you.”
Leaning in, I dared to take it a step further. “You should see what I look like without them.”
Surprising me, she brought her face to mine, our lips so close I could taste the sweetness on her breath. “Okay, show me.”
She was bluffing. She had to be. But the harder I stared at her, the less I believed that. My heart hammered, my hand slowly setting the bottle onto the ground. Between us, the air seemed to hum—to vibrate—to sizzle.
Trying not to rush her, I moved in slowly, giving her the chance to pull away. To laugh and say she was only teasing me. Strangely enough, she didn’t. Nova only closed her eyes. My hands wove into her hair, relishing in the way her curls seemed to grip me back. Suddenly starved, I pushed forward, our mouths colliding.
Her lips were warm and soft, everything I’d imagined they’d be. They moved with mine in perfect harmony, just like how we danced. I pulled her head closer, sliding my tongue against the seam of her mouth. She opened with a moan, moving onto my lap, her hands finding home on either side of my face.
Our tongues teased one another at first, and then an all out frenzy began. Mouths opening wider, we moved, our bodies pressing together.
This is what it’s supposed to be like,I thought.She’s what I was made for.
Every time Benadell Zade shoved her tongue down my throat faded to the back of my mind, replaced by the sweet taste of Nova. Of the gentle yet unflinching way her tongue wrapped around mine.
Groaning, I shifted, moving my hands to her hips. The warmth of her pressed into my cock, which in turn grew so hard in my trousers it hurt.I didn’t care. I wantedmore.Greedy now, I gently urged her to roll, earning a smile as she obeyed.
Meeting her every dip with a thrust of my own, I slowly lost control. Our teeth smacked as she moaned again, the sound breathy and desperate. Speeding up, I tightened my hold on her hips and forced her down harder, feeling the pleasure build in my stomach.
“Azazel,” she breathed into my mouth, her fingers digging into my jaw.
My name.
She said my name!
And then, because I wasweak,I fucking came in my pants.
Jolting from the abrupt release, I lost our tempo, pulling my mouth away and hiding my face in the crook of her neck as more and more poured out of me.
In my pants. I came in mypants.
What was I? A stars-damned virgin?
“Did you just…”
Peeking up at her, I huffed. “Please don’t say it out loud. I’m so embarrassed I think I could die right here.”
She laughed, her hand smacking her mouth with an audible pop. “Stars, that was rude. I didn’t mean to laugh!”
Pushing my face back into her shoulder, I tried to imagine that I hadn’t ruined everything. A perfect world in which I was thrusting inside of her right now. She laughed again, softer this time, her hand slipping into my hair. “It’s okay. Honestly, I’m tired anyway.”
Jerking back, I stared at her. Tired?
