Page 214 of Accidental Husband
He pushes the lingerie aside. Traces scars along my hip. Over my thigh. Down and up again and again.
My breath hitches.
My sex clenches.
There's something about the way he touches me. It shouldn't be hot as hell. But it is. It really is.
"Griff—" I dig my fingers into his shoulder. "You… Do you think… Do you think anything?" I'm inviting conversation. I'd much rather fuck him. God, I want to fuck him. But if he thinks… I'm not sure what he thinks.
"Yeah." He drags his lips over my inner thigh. "I think you have the prettiest cunt I've ever seen."
"What?" My cheeks flame.
He drags his lips higher. "You can scare me, baby." He places his hand on my hip. Runs his thumb over a scar. "But you can't scare me away."
"I'm not—"
"I'm not good at talking."
"Me either."
"There's a lot I want to say to you. This is how I'm gonna do it."
"Okay."
He drags his thumb over my pelvis bone. "Okay?"
"Yes."
He nips at the skin of my inner thigh. Softly. Then harder. Hard enough to hurt.
"Fuck yes." I rake my nails over his shoulder.
He scrapes his teeth against my skin. "You look like a fucking angel."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah." He drags his lips a little higher. "Fucking gorgeous."
"Thank you."
He nips at my skin. "Say my name when you come."
My yes is a groan.
He drags his lips higher. Higher. Almost—
He moves to my other leg. Places a kiss on the inside of my knee.
Then it's the soft scrape of his teeth.
Then harder.
Harder.
Hard enough it hurts in the best possible way.
He works his way up my leg. Kissing, sucking, biting.
