Page 157 of Between Fear and Favor

“I’m sorry for everything,” I said against her skin. “For pushing you away.”

“You’re here now, so hush,” she chided, and I couldn’t help my smile.

“Fine. I have far more interesting things I’d like to do with my mouth, anyway, songbird.”

She huffed a laugh, but her lips parted as I hiked her chemise up above her hips. I put a hand on either of her thighs and spread her legs wide.

“Fuck, Nor.”

Just as I realized she wore nothing beneath the garment, she grabbed my hips and pulled me closer. She bit down on my lip as I pressed against her. Those slightly sharpened teeth pinched, and my cock twitched in my breeches. I kissed her back for a moment, allowing her to feel what she was doing to me, before moving away. As I lowered myself to my knees, I held her hand in mine, pressing light kisses to her palm and the inside of her wrist.

“You know, I think you must enjoy being on your knees before me,” she said. Though I grinned, happy that my sense of humor was rubbing off on her, I gently bit down on her inner thigh. She yelped, even as I licked and kissed the sting out of it.

“It might be my new favorite place,” I said, smirking up at her. I grabbed her by the thighs and slid her closer to the edge of the desk. Fuck, she looked delicious, flushed and glistening. Part of me knew the moment I saw her that I wanted to taste her. I kissed my way up her inner thigh, lightly pressing my lips to soft, warm skin. As I slid my hand along the outside of her leg, I noticed the change in texture of her skin and paused when she tensed.

“It’s that whole side of my body,” she said, speaking quickly, as if she couldn’t get the words out fast enough. “I know they’re unsettling, but?—”

“Now, who needs to hush?” I retorted, and her tinkling laugh spilled over my skin. “Is there anywhere I need to avoid so I don’t hurt you?”

“No,” she whispered, and I pressed a kiss to her knee before I slid her legs farther apart. A moment later, when I slid my tongue clear up the center of her, she let out a breathy sigh. “Skies, thatisinteresting.”

Her hands threaded through my hair, fists clenching in the strands. I dipped my tongue inside her and slid it up, circling her clit and nibbling. I did it again, in a consistent pattern. Sliding from the bottom, up to dip just inside her, and then back up to her clit to nibble and swirl my tongue against it.

She let out a soft, breathy moan while she kept one hand in my hair, the other sliding down to lightly scratch the back of my neck. I nearly purred into her; it felt so good. She was so wet, and I was eager to please her. I slid my tongue back down, circling her entrance. I had one hand on her thigh, spreading her open, and with my other hand I took my thumb and rubbed it against her clit, applying light pressure as I dipped my tongue inside her again. Her hands jerked in my hair, and she let out a low moan as I teased her, circling her entrance and then dipping in.

“Skies, that feels so good.” Her thigh clenched beneath my hand as I continued rubbing and licking. I switched the position of my mouth and hand, moving my lips up to suck her clit, tugging hard, while my fingertips gently played at her opening. I paused, taking my hand from her thigh and pulling her gown higher, and I kissed her right beneath her navel. She made a low sound in her throat, and I wanted to consume it, like I wanted to consume her.

“Do you want my fingers, Nor? Or do you want my cock?”

She groaned. “Both.”

“Greedy.” I chuckled. “How about fingers first, to make sure you’re ready for me. Does that sound like a good plan?” She nodded, letting out the sweetest whimper. I swirled my tongue around her navel and left a soft kiss there. “Words, pigeon. They’re important.”

“That sounds like a good plan,Walt.”

I chuckled, kissing lower. Without sinking back down from her stomach, I slid one finger into her heat and found her so wet and tight. She wiggled a bit, leaning back on the desk to arch her hips towards me. She was clenching tightly around my finger, and I knew she was probably nervous. I kissed down her stomach, past a soft patch of hair, down to her waiting clit. I licked gently, just holding my one finger inside her, waiting for her to relax. I used my other hand to slowly rub her thigh and up her side, hoping to calm her nerves, and calming my own at the same time. She’d never been touched like this before. I was the very first, and a primitive part of me grunted in satisfaction, knowing I’d be her last.

Fuck, was this what it was supposed to be like? It almost felt like I was a virgin. I’d been afraid it would never feel like this again. Like everything revolved around this moment. With Nor, everything felt like a gods damn risk, and I was finally brave enough to take it. Her body began to ease, and I slid my finger out slowly, sucking on her clit as I did, before I pushed back in. She was wet and more than willing, and so gods damn tight. Clenching around my fingers, I worried she was uncomfortable.

“You’re nervous,” I said. “I can do just this all night long—nothing more. I could lick you for days, if you’d let me.”

She panted, and her mouth dropped open in a sigh as I rubbed her clit with my thumb.

“A little nervous, but please don’t stop. I want everything from you,” she whispered, and then slid her hand down to my free one. “All of you.”

She squeezed my hand, and I did it back, while I pulled my finger out slowly. I slid my tongue back down, trying to make sure she was as wet as possible before I continued. She relaxed, spreading her legs wider for me, and my finger slid in easier. Her breathing was slower too, and her trust and calm for me renewed my purpose. I lapped against her clit with my tongue, ravenously, as I slid in and out of her. Her breathing got faster, but not from nerves, and she was panting and writhing against the desk beneath her within a few moments.

“Does that feel good?” I spoke against her.

“More.” Her voice was a moan.

“Only if you ask me nicely, Nor.” I decided I should take advantage of this, as she loved to sass me. Something told me she’d be much sweeter while she drew pleasure from my tongue.

“Please, I would like more, Your Grace.” I couldn’t help it as I barked a laugh, and I was rewarded with a faint giggle. Gods, she was perfect. She was funny in a witty, sarcastic way, and I could hardly believe she was mine. As I slid a second finger inside her, pushing farther than I had before, she let out a deeper moan and crushed my hand in hers. She bucked against me, a far cry from the woman who was tense and nervous only moments before. I pumped into her, utilizing her enthusiasm and her wetness that nearly dripped down my hand.

Fuck.

“You’re taking my fingers so well, songbird. Almost ready for more,” I said, and her moan nearly made me come in my gods damned pants. She grunted and started panting, writhing against me as I filled her. Her grip on my hair tightened. I used my tongue for a moment, lapping the spot where my fingers disappeared inside her, before I returned my attention to her clit.

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