Page 67 of Heart & Hope

“Hah.” I wink at her and travel my kisses back up to her neck. Reaching the shell of her ear, I nip it before whispering, “Come undone for me, Ruby.”

I track back the way I came; this time I nip and kiss her as I go, making sure to cover every inch of her soft skin. Bracing myself on one hand, I cup her breast and nip the soft flesh, avoiding the hard peak. “Do you play with these when you touch yourself, imagining me, Rubes?”

Her eyes flicker. Like she knows it’s a challenge.

“Okay, don’t confess. I will have to resort to harsher methods to extract answers.”

I nip the swollen bud.

Her back arches off the bed instantly.

Fuck me.

I nip the other one, and the soft moan that tumbles from her lips sends pre-cum leaking out of my tip. “Sweet Jesus, Rubes.”

“Please, don’t stop.”

“There’s those pretty words.”

She wraps her legs around my waist, cheekiness claiming her face.

No fair.

My rock-hard cock lines up against her entrance, the slippery wetness coating me where we touch. I could so easily sink into her. God knows I want to, so fucking bad. But that’s not what she wants. Slow, that’s what Ruby wants.

That is exactly what she’s goin’ to get.

To keep my bloodless brain from doing something stupid, I crawl backward, tracking more kisses down her belly and eliciting more huffy laughter. With a dot to each hip bone, I nudge her thighs open with my head.

“Reed,” she rasps.

“Yeah, baby?”

“You sure? No one’s done that before . . .”

I have never been more sure of anything in my life than I am right now. So fucking sure. “If you want me to stop, say so, okay?”

She nods, hands gripping the blanket at her sides. I run my thumb over her clit, and she sucks in a breath. She is so wet. For me. That fact alone squeezes my heart tight, sending a pulse along my rigid cock. In a long sweep, I send my tongue through her wet center. Her back flies off the mattress as she whimpers.

“God, you taste so fucking good, Rubes.”

She moans as I sweep my tongue over her clit, suckling it.

“Reed,” she gasps, hands sinking into my hair.

“More, baby?”

“Yes, please.” Her answer is more breath than words.

With a finger, I slide into her wet center. Her teeth bite into her bottom lip, her choppy breath turns manic. I work them in and out, curling them a little to find the spot I am right now one hundred percent sure no man has ever bothered to do for her.

Fucking losers.

How can someone this amazing not have had this before?

When I suck hard on her clit, working my fingers, she shoots off the bed, her grip in my hair so tight a sting starts. “Oh my g—Reed!”

She throws her head back, hips bucking as her walls clamp down. Every wave of her orgasm tightens around my fingers as she does exactly what I wanted and comes undone for me.

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