Page 67 of Hidden Desires

When he was done with her legs, he leaned over her and took the tip of one of her breasts in his mouth. She ached to touch him, to feel his body close to her, deep inside her but she remained still. This was his show, and she’d get her turn next. That thought alone thrilled her beyond her wildest imagination.

He picked up a strawberry and then bit into it, squirting the juice on her stomach. The tiny beads of fluid rolled down each side of her as he teased. He ate one half and then leaned forward to feed her the other half. Autumn opened her mouth to accept the fruit, biting into the delicious offering he gave her.

“The strawberries are sweet, but not as sweet as you.” He licked the whipped cream off her neglected breast and selected another strawberry. This time, however, he sucked the whipped cream off and skimmed it along her skin. “Do you know how long it’s been since I touched you?”

While he traced the strawberry in his hand along her stomach, he ate another one, this time keeping it for himself. Her body buzzed, and she soared higher than ever. She counted the days they spent at the clinic, those same days they came home showered separately and fell asleep as soon as their heads hit the pillow.

“Two days,” she replied with a whisper.

He sat back on his heels, staring down at her while he sucked the juice from the strawberry and played with the other along her stomach. He swirled the whipped topping around her navel with the fruit, and then continued his path downward.

“I never did show you my gratitude for the blowjob in the shower, did I?” Jackson lifted the strawberry that played along her stomach and bit into the juicy fruit.

Autumn watched him with dazed eyes. “No. But in all honesty, we’ve been busy.”

Jackson glanced down. “That’s true. But a promise is a promise, right, sweetheart?”

He bit into another strawberry, briefly dipping it in the whipped cream on her body. He didn’t care about the juice rolling down his face or the fact he was making a big mess all over her.

“Jax, quit teasing,” she whimpered, and didn’t care how pathetic it looked. Her hips lifted off the mattress in invitation though he sat still with a smug smile on his face.

“Patience, sweetheart.” He picked up the last strawberry from her chest and dipped it in the whipped cream he had yet to lick off. “Good things come to those who wait.”

He ate it slowly, his motions playing before Autumn like a silent movie. He savored every bit of the fruit, licking off the whipped cream before he bit into the juicy strawberry. She thought she’d die just watching him, his body completely distanced from hers. She wanted to touch him, to lick and suck him the same way he had her.

“Jax, now.” She ran her toes along his legs. “Please, now.”

“What do you want me to do?” He leaned down and sucked the juice and whipped cream from her navel. His tongue dipped inside and swirled around. “I was going to eat your pussy until I wore you out and then fuck you, but I’m in a generous mood. I’ll let you choose. What do you want me to do?”

“Please, Jax, just love me.”

He kissed her and whispered, “I do.”

Jackson moved between her legs, kissing her inner thighs. She lifted her hips and pressed herself against his face. The small act shot a bolt of pleasure through her body, forcing her orgasm closer to the brink. And then he licked her.

“Oh, God.” She clutched the sheets, fisting the silk in her hands and pulling at it. Jackson finally held her hips so she couldn’t move and sucked her clit in his mouth. Autumn arched her back with a silent cry.

She came hard against Jackson’s mouth and he didn’t stop the stimulation. Two fingers pressed deep inside her while his tongue continued to lick her clit, circling and lashing as if she hadn’t climaxed at all. It was almost too much to handle. She clenched her thighs around him and cried out in pleasure as she came again.

Jackson removed his fingers from her body and smiled. “You are one amazing woman.”

Autumn refused to keep still any longer and pulled him to her. “Make love to me, Jackson.” She kissed him, tasting the delicious cocktail of the whipped cream and strawberries mixed with her juices and his sexy flavor. “Not just sex. I want your love.”

Jackson positioned himself at her entrance and slowly pushed inside. “You’ve got it, Autumn. Anytime and every time you want, you’ve got it.”

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