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“You might change your mind if you knew all the things I want to do to you.”

I shake my head. “Do it, do it all.” I curl my fingers into his hair, forcing his mouth to mine again, giving him everything I have.

His hands find my waist, touching my nakedness for the first time, and making me gasp.

“More,” I beg, but his fingers only tighten, and I pull back, forcing him to look at me. He sees the sadness on my face, and I can tell he can’t stand it.

“Whatever happens between us, I need you to promise me something,” he whispers, his forehead pressed to mine.

“Anything.”

“You won’t let this hold you back. Whatever happens, you leave this place behind after your birthday.”

I search his eyes, wondering why he’s asking this, but… “I promise.”

He picks up his whiskey glass, and I think he’s going to take a drink, but instead he tips the glass, letting the remnants trickle onto my chest. It makes me shiver as it travels down my sternum and the center of my stomach, only stopping once it reaches the cotton fabric stretched across my hips.

He lobs the glass over the railing, abandoning it in the bushes beyond before his mouth descends on my chest, tasting and sucking the liquid off my skin. Another gasp escapes me when he moves lower to the space between my breasts.

His tongue continues along the path of alcohol, swiping over my diaphragm, cleaning the evidence away before he moves lower, sucking the soft skin above my belly button into his mouth. I don’t know what a hickey is, if what he’s doing will leave a mark, but I hope it does.

His tongue swirls into my belly button, and I cry out in surprise.

“One word and I stop, baby.”

“No, don’t stop,” I plead, widening my legs to make room for his shoulders as he kneels between my knees.

He tastes the skin above my panty line, and I can feel my legs trembling, but not in fear. In anticipation.

Then he does something completely unexpected. His nose presses into the cotton right above my center and he inhales, dragging the tip along my slit.

I’m too shocked to gasp or utter a single noise.

My head rocks back when his tongue follows the same path over my panties, his warmth soaking through the thin fabric, molding it to me.

His lips skim the exposed skin right above the tiny little bow at my waist before taking it between his teeth, and tugging it slightly until the dampened cotton caresses my sensitive flesh.

“Oh, fuck,” I mutter, breathlessly.

Then he kisses my clit and a strangled sound escapes me.

Chapter Forty

Lochlan

Iknew she’d be this perfect. Her arousal intoxicates my senses, sending blood rushing rapidly in and out of my heart, and swelling my cock to the point of pain.

I’ve become familiar with the pain. Months of following this beautiful woman around without having any intention of admitting my attraction… My obsession.

I’ll continue withholding, giving her everything I can without taking what I shouldn’t.

That’s what I tell myself as I inhale the soft skin below her belly button, unable to stop my hands from climbing up the backs of her thighs and squeezing.

Her ass is as full and firm as I’ve dreamed about, and drooled over.

The rough pads of my fingers don’t belong on her angelic body. I don’t deserve it as they hook the top edge of her sexy underwear and drag the cotton centimeters down her hips.

My ears have never been given a better pleasure than her soft gasps and her quiet moans. And, I know my eyes will never witness anything better, so I lean back to make sure I get to see every inchof her gift to me.

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