Page 116 of Beyond the Badge: Nox

As much as his brothers wanted to help him, they couldn’t.

As much as his therapist should be able to help him, he couldn’t.

Deep down Nox knew… This woman was the one capable of putting him on the path to healing.

Simply by being herself.

When he dragged his tongue down between her slick folds, she stroked his hair. When he drew it back up and swirled it around her swollen clit, her nails dug into his scalp. Her hips hopped off the bed when he scraped his teeth over the sensitive nub.

And when he plunged a couple of fingers inside her and sucked on that clit, she jammed her pussy right into his face.

He loved every fucking second of it.

He couldn’t eat her fast enough. He couldn’t get enough of her.

She was sweet. Tangy. Delicious.

When she slammed her hand on the mattress, he almost jumped out of his skin. His heart tumbled a few times but quickly settled once he realized it wasn’t a threat.

As long as it wasn’t her father busting in the door, he was good. The hell if he wanted to go head-to-head with that man, especially while naked.

It hit him then… He was about to turn forty and was worrying about a father catching them in the act.

It would be humorous if it wasn’t true.

But then most fathers weren’t Magnum.

When she cried out Nox’s name, any thoughts or worries about the big man were quickly washed away.

Her trembling thighs now squeezed his head as tightly as earmuffs as she bucked against him. He fucked her faster with his fingers as his tongue and lips teased and tortured her clit. Until finally he heard it… A gasp, then a long, drawn-out moan as an orgasm ripped through her.

He stayed where he was, slowing his pace but still licking and tasting the result of her climax. Still gliding his fingers in and out of her as she experienced a couple of aftershocks.

When she finally melted into the mattress, he came up for air, peering up her luscious body to see her head thrown back, her eyes closed and her lips parted with a slight curl at the corners.

He was pleased to see her chest pumping and her pulse pounding in her neck.

Proof he hadn’t lost his touch.

For fuck’s sake, he had missed the taste of a woman’s essence on his tongue. He hoped like hell it wouldn’t be almost another two years before he got to savor it again.

As long as Liyah didn’t get into a serious relationship with anyone else, maybe she wouldn’t mind doing this with him again in the future.

If it was up to him, the very near future.

She didn’t seem the type to push him toward anything serious. She understood what he was dealing with and had the patience to deal with it, too. Plus, she was independent. She owned her own house, raised her kids as a single mom, as well as started and grew a very successful business.

She did not need anyone to give her a sense of worth.

She did that all on her own.

He couldn’t imagine this woman would be clingy, would demand constant attention or would need a man to make her life complete.

Liyah bent her knees and reached out a hand, encouraging him to move over top of her. “Condom?”

Fuck.

He shook his head. “Need to grab one.” Either the one in his wallet that was still in his discarded jeans or one from the box hidden in her bathroom closet.

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