Page 59 of The Change Up
It’s tiny, and I guess I wouldn’t have seen it if I wasn’t this close.
“Wait.” He pauses, releasing my arms immediately as his eyes drop to mine, laced with concern.
“Did I hurt you?”
“No. Not at all. But what’s this?” I use my finger and touch the tiny tattoo that’s only about an inch long if that.
That boyish grin curls his lips, but it’s the hesitancy in his gaze that has me even more curious. Sitting up on his knees, he straightens his arm and pulls the inside of his elbow toward me. Leaning up on my elbows, I move his arm until I have a better look.
My eyes snap to his. On the inside of his bicep toward the back of his arm is a tiny drawing I’ve never noticed before. It’s a single-line flower tattoo.
“Cody?” I prompt.
Did he get this tattoo for me?
“I never forgot about you, Wildflower,” his eyes sear into me, and I feel the words. “You’ve always been with me.”
I wrap my arms around his neck as my lips crash against his. A moan escapes, and I have no idea which one of us makes the noise. Curling my fingers into the dark locks at his nape, I force our lips tighter together. Our tongues tangle and duel, which elicits a rush to my core.
His hands are back on my body as he uses enough force to lower my body back onto the soft mattress. I relish in his weight as it lands on top of me like a boulder grounding me to the earth. There’s just something so sexy about having a guy’s weight on you. He keeps one elbow bent to help support himself.
Cody’s lips leave mine, and before I have a chance to object, I feel the soft nip of his teeth along my jawline. He continues down the column of my neck as he licks and sucks the soft flesh at the same time his fingers swirling around my already erect nipple. Cody sucks my skin into his mouth at the same time he pinches my pebbled peak.
The sensation floods my body, and I can feel the sticky, wetness between my thighs where I rub my legs together in hopes of some relief. I cry out the pleasure, and I realize that I’m so close to coming from this alone. I didn’t think it was possible to come like this, but maybe I was wrong.
He trails open-mouthed kisses down the valley between my breasts and over the planes of my stomach.
As I watch his dark hair descend, I can’t help the bout of anxiety that racks my body. I’ve never had a guy go down on me. Granted my sexual history is almost nonexistent, but the idea of him touching me there with his mouth is too much.
Reaching for his arm, I halt his movement as I try to pull him back up my body.
“Yo-you don’t have to do that.” Embarrassment floods my cheeks, and I try to avoid any eye contact between us.
Cody rests his weight on his elbows and tries to find my eyes. “I’ll stop if you want me to, but I’ve been fantasizing about tasting this pretty pussy, and I’m starving for it.”
My eyes widen at the words that come out of his mouth. He’s fantasized about what I taste like?
He must sense my hesitancy because he sits up, and I watch as his fingers trail down my face. “Hey, we won’t do anything you aren’t ready for. Trust me?”
I nod, chewing on my lower lip. I decide that it’s time to be vulnerable. Pushing my fears aside, I choose to be honest. “I’ve never had anyone do that before. So if you don’t want to, I’m fine with that.”
Shock flickers across his face, and I feel like this whole night keeps getting ruined.
“Oh, I want to Wildflower. Can I taste you?” Closing my eyes, I pop them open and see the dark desire in his eyes. I nod my head, and with one quick kiss, Cody dives back down my body.
Oh, god. I’ve lived this moment a hundred times through the lines of my romance novels, and now I’m about to find out if it’s as euphoric as it’s been described.
I watch as he positions his body between my legs, pushing my thighs to spread me wider before his mouth covers my mound. His tongue licks my slit, and I moan at the contact.
“Mmm.” He pops his head up and smirks at me. “I knew you’d taste like my favorite dessert. So sweet. So perfect.”
He’s like a starved man as he sucks my clit into his mouth with a slight nibble as he plunges two fingers inside me. I writhe and wither at the contact.
“Oh oh oh. Yes!”
He curls his fingers up against my inner wall, and I feel the tight sensation in my lower body. It feels like a million tiny flowers blooming all at once between the peaks and valleys of the sun. His tongue melts over my center again, sending an ethereal shock wave through my system.
“I-I-I think I’m going to come.”
