Page 114 of Only Ever You

“Ohmygod.” Her pelvis rose with the lick of his tongue, chasing him.Needinghim. Thighs jumping, they squeezed his head and Faye forced them apart before she hurt him, but the rumble of Bash’s low chuckle met the wetness he’d caused and made electricity fly up her spine.

“You can squeeze me with these thighs, Faye,” he said between pushing his tongue lower. “Don’t be shy.’

Shynesshad gone out of the window. This man must be a masochist because Faye had enough thigh to hurt him if she lost control, but as soon as he sucked her clit, she whined and forgot all about restraint. She gripped his neck and let her nails lightly scratch his skin.

Bash brought his fingers to her and exposed her further to him.

“Fuck yes.” Faye fell back upon the bed when he latched his mouth to her again; the fizzling feeling building and building inside of her.

He took his time with her, moving to kiss around her thighs every now and then as he wound her tightening rope of desire around his little finger to his will. He chuckled right against where she ached, and her resulting shudder rode on top of the pleasure from his hands running across her thighs and stomach. Over and over.

Blue eyes, almost feral, checked up the length of her constantly and Faye couldn’t stop looking at him either. Bash on his knees and making her body sing was too magnificent a sight to look anywhere else. He was so large. So confident. So in control.

“Bash, please—more.” Her squeals as he quickened his tongue’s pace pitched up and up.

“Oh don’t worry, Peanut. I’m just getting started with you.”

She was so ready for him that when Bash slipped one finger inside of her, and then another, holding them there as he gave her his mouth’s full attention, he was met without resistance.

Wet sounds of him sliding into her, back and forth, made her arousal flood, reducing her to only whimpers as she rode the stretch of his fingers, until he curled them against that one dazzling spot.

Every inch of her throbbed with the threat of erupting in release. Bash’s mouth and his hand balanced her all of the way to her very edge, until her legs trembled over his shoulders and she could barely contain her mewls – fisting his hair and the sheets.

He moulded his lips on her and darted his tongue to where his fingers stretched her out. “Are you ready to come for me?”

Right as he said those muffled words, she did.

Faye’s whole body shivered with pleasure, her thighs closing around Bash’s head which stayed exactly where it was.

Sounds clawed up her throat, hips chasing his tongue, and Bash kept his fingers there, curling them within her and teasing out her euphoria. It wasn’t loud, but an explosion nonetheless.

A minute later, her body went limp upon the bed, arms draped around her.

Bash spread her new wetness around her entrance before he raised himself up and leant above her. His hands landed on either side of her shoulders and Faye didn’t need to open her eyes to know he was there. Definitely smug, too. They’d certainly have to change these bedsheets before they left tomorrow, and hope no one questioned why they did.

“Are you with me, Peanut?” Bash thumbed what would no doubt be a blot of red on her cheek.

“I’ll be there in a minute,” she said airily. “Just leave me for a moment on this cloud.”

He chuckled then kissed her cheek. Moving slowly to her lips, Faye could still taste herself on his tongue.

“Was that okay?” Bash asked, and she opened her eyes to find the vulnerability in his soft ones studying her face. Her core was still sensitive and she buckled at the way his covered length rubbed against her.

“I don’t know how you did that.”Okaydidn’t even cover it. She ran her hands up his arms all of the way to play with the hair at the nape of his neck like she was learning he liked. “Where have you been hiding this side of you?”

Bash laughed to himself, and that vulnerability ebbed away. “He’s always been here. And he’s been waiting for you, Faye, so you better be prepared.”

She didn’t think she was; she needed at least another one to two business days to process this, but she was thrilled for the figurative ride, nonetheless.

Whilst Bash reversed to stand at the foot of the bed, Faye made herself sit up to stay with him. Her fingertips traced circles through the thin hairs on the outer of his thighs, running up and down to his knees. Places so mundane she’d never thought to want to explore them before, but were all she could focus on then.

“I want you. But if you want to wait, we can.” Bash cupped her cheeks and tenderly brushed his thumbs back and forth. “We don’t have to do this right now.”

Faye’d waited long enough. “I want this.”

The intention behind his eyes darkened as Bash kept them on her, a different side of him on display that he’d never fully shown her before.

Releasing her face, he let his arms hang. “Then take me out.”

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