Page 19 of Bliss

“I should really⁠—”

“We are having a conversation now, Hawkins.” Uncle Nik stepped up beside her, along with her own security detail, Rodger and Marcus, whom she never went anywhere without. “Please.”

The please was meant to give her the appearance of being a reasonable person. It only caused Ted to tremble.

Shoulders dropping, he gave a nod in silent agreement. Aunt Emmie stepped up to our table. “Enjoy the rest of the night. Unfortunately, Ted will be too busy to rejoin you.”

We watched them go, waiting until the doors closed once again behind them before Evan and I released the breaths we’d been holding.

“Oh, he’s a dead man,” Evan predicted.

My cousin and I shared a look and then burst out laughing at the same time.

Noah

After the spectacle Hawkins’s date had made, we didn’t stick around for much longer. Evan and the others at our table remained, but Bliss had spoken her safe word. She trusted me to keep my promise, and I was going to ensure she never had cause to regret it.

On the drive home, I stopped at a drive-thru for food since we’d barely eaten that sad little salad first course. Bliss stuffed four fries into her mouth at once the moment I handed over the bag. After I pulled into traffic, she fed me fries, the two of us finishing them before we made it back to our building.

Upstairs, I paused outside her door. She bit her bottom lip, pink filling her cheeks as she looked up at me through her lashes. “I’m sorry if tonight makes anything at work difficult for you.”

I cupped her cheek, using my thumb to lift her chin. “You did nothing wrong, meleğim. No one disrespects you, ever. I’ll make sure that motherfucker bows to you if I have to.”

“Let’s not get that dramatic,” she said with a soft laugh. “The only man I want bowing before me is you.”

My hand drifted lower, my fingers wrapping around her neck, causing her breath to catch, a soft moan leaving her throat. “Ah bebeğim, anywhere, anytime, I’m happy to drop to my knees for you.”

“Noah,” she breathed, her eyes glittering with a hunger that matched my own. I backed her against the door, my hard cock pressing high into her abdomen, emphasizing the height difference between us. If I got on my knees, we’d be almost on the same eye level.

“What do you want, Bliss?” I rasped, lowering my head to skim my lips along her cheek. She whined so prettily, squirming against me like a cat. “Tell me.”

“You,” she husked. “I want you, on your knees, your head between my legs, your fingers inside me. I want you to make me come on all over your mouth. And then…” I tightened my fingers ever so slightly around her slender throat, earning me another one of those beautiful moans. “And then I want to ride your cock. Hard, until I can’t walk without feeling you imprinted inside me.”

Biting back a growl, I took her keys and unlocked her door. Once it was open, I lifted her with one hand under her ass and kicked the door shut as I carried her through the apartment to her bedroom. I didn’t remember the walk, just finding the bed and setting her on her feet in front of it.

My fingers were unsteady as I searched for the zipper of her dress. She stood there, looking like an exquisite doll, the angel wings charm barely catching my attention in my haste to get her naked. Once the dress was out of the way, she was left in a pair of the sexiest heels I’d ever seen and a lacy black bra with matching thong. My cock nearly tore through my pants, the tip not simply leaking but actually gushing with precome.

It had been so long since I’d seen her like this. Seven years since I’d touched and tasted her. During that time, there had been no one else, not even a meaningless hookup. All I’d wanted was my angel, and only she would satisfy the ache inside me. I hadn’t denied myself as penance—I just didn’t want anyone else. My cock had gone into hibernation without her.

“Say it,” I instructed, crowding her. “Say the words, Bliss.”

She sat down on the end of the bed, leaning back on her elbows and spreading her knees wide enough to fit my shoulders. Breathlessly, she commanded, “Get on your knees for me.”

Ripping off my tux jacket, I dropped down between her legs. Using my thumbs, I tore the thin, lacy thong, exposing her glistening, bare pussy to my ravenous gaze. As soon as she felt my breath on her, she gripped the back of my head and forced me closer, my greedy love too impatient for the first swipe of my tongue along her drenched slit.

“Noah!” she screamed, her nails raking over my scalp and down my neck.

The room filled with the sloppy, hungry, wet noises as I ate up the sweet mess she had made for me. I slid my hands under her ass, lifting her so I could switch angles, and thrust my tongue into her cunt.

Fuck, she was just as tight as I remembered, and I knew without having to ask that she’d abstained from sex like I had. That meant that no one but me had ever tasted her pussy. I was the only man who had ever been inside her.

“More,” she cried, lifting her legs until they were hanging over my shoulders. “More, Noah!”

I nipped at her swollen clit, thrusting one finger into her. She jolted at the invasion, and I knew I’d made the right decision to start her off with just one digit. While I teased her button, I finger-fucked her with my middle finger for a while until I was confident she could comfortably take another. I would need to get at least four into her without causing her discomfort before I dared to spear her with my cock.

Her first orgasm rushed up unexpectedly, her honey flooding into my open mouth and dripping down my chin. I didn’t stop, licking her through the body-shivering aftereffects until she began to moan for more once again.

While I worked her over for her second and third orgasm, I started undoing my belt. As soon as she was stretched enough, I wouldn’t be able to hold back. I needed inside her or I wouldn’t survive.