Page 114 of Sweet Hate
“Shit, I’ve missed you so much.” I smile down at him ready to admit I’ve missed him too but he’s not looking up at me.Is he talking to my pussy?His thumbs are stroking circles onto my inner thighs,while he looks directly at it, placing featherlight kisses on my sensitive clit.
“Are you-?”
“Shh, Sprinks. We’re having a moment here. You’ll get yours too, don't worry.”
Oh. My. God. He is.
“I’m gonna treat you so good. You won’t remember anyone else’s touch but mine. It’s my duty to keep you happy. It’s my honor to keep you satisfied.”
How is that both ridiculous and adorable all at once?
With one more kiss to my clit, he gently moves my thigh from his shoulder before standing to his full height in front of me.
“That was incredible, Sprinks. Seeing you come apart on my tongue after all these years was out of this world.”
He’s not wrong. It felt out of this world too. He smiles widely at me, his blue eyes sparkling. He looks happy and genuinely relaxed, which is something considering the huge boner currently pressing against my tummy. That can’t feel good.
I shift so I can free his cock, but he pulls me back in with a kiss. “Let me do you.” I murmur on his lips.
He pulls back with a smirk.
“No, sweet girl. This was for you. Mm, well, maybe a little for me too. I told you I wanted to make sure I could taste you in every single bite I take out there.” He grins wickedly, licking his lips, evidence of my orgasm shining all over his stubbled chin.
My face burns, his words turning me on all over again. Jesus, I don’t remember him being this dirty before. If he keeps this up, I don’t know how I’m going to keep boundaries in place. I’m about five seconds away from begging for his cock right now. I’m in so much trouble.
“Stay right here, Sprinks. Let me clean you up as best I can. I wish I’d thought to bring something softer with me.” Especially if he keeps being this cute dammit.
“I can’t imagine you were planning to eat me out in the bathroom.” I giggle at the thought, trying to distract us both and shake off my heart eyes, but one look at his face says he disagrees with me.
“Wasn’t I? Your rules are that we can’t fuck in the bakery, so anywhere else is fair game. And when I saw that cute butt of yours constantly fidgeting out there, I knew my girl was feeling needy. And I won’t ever have that.” He chuckles and the sound hits me low, sending a hum of need through me, while I watch him wet some paper towels under the warm water.
He crouches back down and wipes me gently before holding my yoga pants for me to step into, slowly dragging them up my legs. How does he make the simple act of dressing me sexy? What is happening right now.
“You’re so damn beautiful, Haven. Thank you for trusting me.”
He pulls me into his arms, and I feel my heart thump hard. Snuggling into his chest, I listen to the erratic beating of his heart. I can’t believe that after all this time, we’re back here again. Tightening my hold on him, I sigh happily. This gives me déjà vu. I used to love holding him, listening to his heartbeat until I fell asleep on our sleepovers—You know, when he snuck out of the sleeping bag he should’ve been in, to wrap himself around me in my single bed.
All too soon, his hands fall away, andhe takes a step back.
“We should get back to Lucas, babe. Our breakfast is probably getting cold.”
38
AXEL
I’ll admit I didn’t think about how obvious following Haven to the bathroom would look. I acted on pure instinct, wanting to help my girl relax. And looking over at her, she does look relaxed—her shoulders aren’t around her ears anymore, and her smile looks more natural, not forced like before.
Shit. At least it was. She’s glaring at her phone now, so I slip mine out of my pocket and check the group chat.
“For God’s sake, Lucas. Did you have to do that?” If looks could kill, Haven would have slayed him right here.
“Hey, I didn’t tell them anything they wouldn’t have seen if they were sitting here with us. You know, beinginclusive. Besides, if it were a secret, why the hell would you disappear at the same time, leaving me to my own devices? I’m pretty, not stupid. This place only has one bathroom.” He quirks a brow, looking from her to me.
I should probably try and tone down the grin stretching across my face, but it’s impossible. The damn thing won’t disappear.
I do feel a little bad about it. I know everyoneknowing makes Haven uncomfortable, but they’ll find out eventually if I get my way. And this time, I’ll make sure she knows it’s official too, because I wanted to yank those pants down and tan her ass for declaring we were never together in the first place.
Fine, technically, we didn’t officially label shit. That was probably my first mistake.
