Page 86 of A Little Crush
“Gonna take things slow,” he promises, though I’m not sure if it’s for me or for him. “Gonna worship every inch of you.”Kiss.“Gonna drive you so crazy, you’ll be begging me to push into this tight little body with my cock. But first?” Hismouth reaches my ear, and he nips at the lobe. “First, I’m gonna give you my fingers, then my mouth. You all right with that, Beautiful?”
My head bobs on another nod despite the lust fogging all my senses and turning me into a puddle of goo. Okay, the lust and the feel of his calloused fingertips trailing along my stomach. I want him.
“Please.” The word barely makes it past my lips.
“I got you, Rore,” he promises, letting me grind against him as his fingers find the edge of my sleep shorts before he slides them into my underwear. “Fuck, you’re soaked.”
“Seems you have that effect on me.” My words are breathless as he sweeps his fingers along my clit.
His mouth lifts, and he repeats the motion, gathering moisture from my slit and bringing it to the little bundle of nerves. “So sensitive.”
“Mm-hmm.” I grab his wrist and rock my hips. And it’s strange. Caught between wanting to push him away and pull him closer. Like it’s too much, yet not enough.
My eyelids flutter, and he folds forward, pressing a kiss to the edge of my mouth. “So fucking beautiful.”
Dipping into my slit, he plays with my entrance before giving me one finger, then two. My lips part, and my breathing staggers at the intrusion. It’s tight, and a little uncomfortable, but he pulls out seconds later, giving the same addictive attention to my clit until my hips are shifting toward him all over again.
“Gonna need to get rid of these shorts,” he murmurs.
I nod my approval, and he tugs on them until I’m left bare from the waist down. The warm sun kisses my skin, making me feel even more exposed before Jaxon’s mouth is on mine all over again. It’s like he knows. When my stupid insecurities are about to rear their ugly heads. And he knows the best way to quiet them. So I give in, focusing on the feel of hishands and mouth as he explores my body, using his own to block most of me from view. Peppering kisses down my body, he sucks the skin beneath my bellybutton into his mouth before scooting lower.
“Jax,” I whisper.
He stops immediately.
“Tell me what you want,” he begs. “If you want me to stop?—”
“I don’t,” I rush out.
A patient smile graces his lips. “You sure?”
“Yeah, it’s just…new and scary, and…” I run my fingertips along the side of his face as his mouth hovers a few inches above my pubic bone. And it’s strange. Seeing him like this. With me. Right here. It’s hazy like a dream, yet so acute and sharp, I’m afraid I’ll be left flayed open and raw if we finish what we’ve started.
“Rory,” he breathes out. Indecision taints my name. Like he can’t decide whether or not this is a good idea.
“I’m fine.”
That same warm smile broadens before he sobers. “You’re a terrible liar.”
“I want this,” I whisper.
“You say stop, I stop,” he promises.
The word rests on the tip of my tongue, but I close my mouth instead, my chin dipping in another subtle nod. Satisfied, Jaxon settles between my knees and kisses the little divot between my thighs and pussy. My body jolts at the contact, pulling another smile from the man in front of me. “You’re gonna love this, Beautiful.”
He presses his mouth to my core, and I arch my back, ignoring the stars behind my eyelids. “And you?” I gasp. “I don’t want to do this if—” Sensation cuts me off as he sticks the tip of his tongue inside of me.
Holy hell.
“Jax,” I plead. “Jax?—”
“You taste fucking incredible, Rory.” Fingering me, he kisses my clit. “And if you threaten to take away my new favorite snack, I’m gonna lose my mind. We clear?”
Nodding, I let my eyes roll back and grab onto his head as he sucks at my folds, kissing and nibbling and licking every inch of my sex. And it feels incredible. And scary. And also incredible. And really fucking scary. And?—
“I got you, Rory,” Jaxon rasps.
I lift my head and look down, finding his eyes on me and his mouth hovering above my sex.
