Page 306 of A Vicious Love

“That’s it,” I murmured. “Hold on.”

I licked her slowly, and her back lifted from the sheets.

The sound she made ruined me.

“Fuck.” My voice went rough against her skin. “You are so beautiful.”

Her face turned away, overwhelmed.

I caught her chin gently and brought her back to me. “Don’t hide from that.”

“It’s hard to hear.”

“Then I’ll say it until it gets easier.”

“Jamison…”

“You’re beautiful, Sienna. So fucking beautiful. In the bath, in my bed, at breakfast with your hair half falling down because the children climb all over you. In those ballet shoes you pretend don’t hurt. In every dress I acted too stupid to praise. All of it.”

Her eyes filled, but she smiled a little through it. “You’re making me emotional while naked.”

“I’m talented.”

She laughed, and I kissed the laugh right out of her mouth before she could use it as armor.

Then I moved down her body.

Slowly, because I promised,and every inch of her deserved more reverence than I had shown her in three years of public neglect.

My mouth traveled over her ribs. Her thighs shifted when I reached her lower stomach.

I lifted my head and looked up her body at her.

“Good girl.”

I kissed the inside of her knee. She trembled.

I kissed higher, then paused, resting my cheek against her thigh. “Would you mind if I lick you, baby?”

Her whole body went still.

I stroked her hip with my thumb. “You can say no. You can tell me you’re too nervous, and I’ll come back up and kiss you until you forget you were embarrassed.”

Her throat worked.

I waited.

That was the fucking point. No taking because I wanted. No pushing because she went quiet. Sienna had spent too long saying yes out of fear.

“You want to?” Her voice came out barely above a whisper.

I closed my eyes for a second.

God help me.

“Yes.” I kissed her thigh again, slower. “I’m hungry, and I’ve waited years for you.”

Her thighs pressed together slightly.