Page 88 of Kentrell

“Mmm,” he moaned, the sound vibrating directly through my clit like a tuning fork made of sin.

My legs twitched. My back arched. The tingling at the base of my ass crept upward, hot and rising.

“Kentrell!” I hissed, straining to break free, to breathe, tounderstandwhat was happening to my body.

But he wasn’t letting go.

His mouth was locked in place. His jaw was set. He wasdrinkingme in like he needed it to live.

All I could do was collapse back, chest arched, nipples hard, tears leaking from the corners of my eyes as Ihowledinto the room. My body jerked again. And again. I couldhearhim lapping up every drop of what he coaxed out of me.

“Kentrell… wait!” My voice broke. My pleas were breathy. Barely coherent.

He didn’t stop.

Not until my legs gave out.

Not until my cries turned into whimpers and my body trembled beneath him like a leaf in the wind.

Then—and only then—did he stop.

I felt his arms shift beneath me, gathering me like something fragile. He lifted me gently and sat back, resting me in his lap again, facing him.

My eyes were still closed. I couldn’t move.

I felt his thumb gently dabbing away the tears on my cheeks.

When I finally opened my eyes, his were already waiting.

He was smiling.

Not cocky.

But amazed.

LikeIhad done something tohim.

Hell, I was amazed too.

At him. At what his mouth had just done. At what I’d just allowed.

At what I nowwantedmore of.

His arms held me close, my cheek resting against his shoulder, my chest still rising and falling like I’d run a mile barefoot.

Neither of us said a word.

There was no need.

His hands moved slowly up and down my back, tracing soft, soothing circles as I came back to myself—limbs loose, heart full, mind blank. He kissed the top of my head like he was proud of me… or grateful. Maybe both.

I nestled deeper into him, fingers slipping around his waist, legs tucked on either side of his lap. His skin was still warm, still buzzing with heat. But his energy had shifted. He wasn’t a man at war anymore.

He was at peace.

Withme.

And I didn’t want to move.

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