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My hands hold her ass as I hold her above me, her core on full display for me, and I groan. She’s absolutely dripping wet for meand my mouth begins to water. My gaze moves up her body and the sight is worthy of a painting.
“You’re so violently fucking beautiful, Valeska. Now, grip the headboard and sit on my face, I am your throne tonight, ma reine,” I growl before pulling her down to my mouth.
I see her hands dart back up to the headboard where she grips it, her weight fully in my hands as she follows my orders—a privilege reserved for so few people in her life.
The first swipe of my tongue has her bucking and as her sweet-flavoured centre bursts on my tongue, I know that I’ve truly died and she is my heaven.
CHAPTER 32
If the Walls Could Talk
VALESKA
Agasp falls past my lips as Rai tastes me with his tongue. With one swipe, I’m ready to give him everything he wants.
I hold the headboard and do what he says. I’ve never had a man so desperate to drown in me and it’s my undoing. He begins to lick and suck at my core like a man starved, and I have no choice but to ride his face.
I forget about everything except for the way his tongue is driving me closer to the edge, his words burrowing under my skin and making a home there. His large hands cover the expanse of each cheek as he uses his strength to help me ride him.
His moustache is a wonderful sensation between my thighs, creating friction as I writhe over it. He was right about that—I have wanted to ride his face since I first saw him, longing to know how it would feel on the most sensitive part of my body.
I’m close to the edge, his talented mouth driving me towards my climax, and I tip over with one long suck on my clit from him, his name tumbling from my mouth over and over again as he draws the sensation out of me until it threatens to overwhelm me.
My head falls forward until my forehead is resting on my hands as I try to come back to reality. I’m half aware that I’m still sat on Rai’s face and I should probably move, but I’m not convinced I won’t melt into a puddle of skin and bones if I do.
Rai notices and lifts me gently, guiding me down his body until I’m lying on top of him. I can feel how hard he is, and I want to make him feel the way he makes me feel. I run my hand over his body, ready to grip him through his jeans, but his hand snatches my wrist before it gets there.
“Let me hold you for another moment. I need to know you’re real and that just happened. You taste fucking delectable, like I knew you would.”
He places a kiss to the top of my head where I’m resting on his chest, guiding the wrist he’s holding over his heart. The steady beat lulls me and I relax into him as he uses his other hand to trace patterns on my back.
He hums softly in contentment and I’m bewildered. He’s not asking anything of me, not demanding me to satisfy him, even though I want to. I give us this time, closing my eyes and pretending this is another life where we could be a normal couple. One where we stay in each other’s arms, never having to leave.
But nothing about me and my life is normal.
Tears threaten behind my eyes. I never thought I’d give up everything to have more time with Rai, but here I am wishing for that. To make memories outside of the bedroom that aren’t imbued with pain and misery.
I raise my head and place kisses along his jawline. I will make the most of right now and I won’t stop until these four walls contain every touch and look that passes between us, absorbing the sounds our bodies make together and encasing them here for as long as this building stands.
“Make love to me, Rai, I’ve never…” I cut myself off. I don’t want this to be a pity party.
He tucks a strand of hair behind my ear, but Rai doesn’t judge me or mock me. “Me either, Valeska.”
I’m shocked by the revelation, but then it hits me all over again as to why—working as hard as he does to help people and looking for his sister doesn’t leave a lot of time for romance. If I had a heart, it would be breaking right now.
I can’t do this to him.
Before I can pull away though, he tips my face up to his and kisses me deeply. Everything we’re not saying pours into the kiss, and when his tongue traces my lips to let him in, I open up. I will give him tonight, just this once.
He rolls us until I’m on my back, his large body seated between my legs, but he’s careful not to put all of his weight on me. His cock presses into me through his jeans and I inhale sharply. My hands find his back, skimming over the straining muscles until they reach the globes of his ass.
I squeeze and pull him tighter to me, his kisses enough to make me forget my own name. He withdraws from my lips, his pretty blue eyes connecting with my red ones before placing a kiss to my nose. My eyes flutter shut from the tenderness to stop tears building once again.
“All my life, I never thought I’d find you, but now that I have, I never want to let you go. You are the other half of me that I’ve been lucky enough to find in this lifetime, but even if I hadn’t, I would find you in the next. I l?—”
I stop those words with a searing kiss; he has no idea what he’s saying. He can’t say those words to me, it’s too soon, the soul-tie talking for him and convincing him he could ever be in love with me. He doesn’t know all the secrets I keep, the ones that will make him walk away and never look back.
It will ruin us.
