Page 65 of Worth the Ruin
“Have a taste then,” she says in a breathy whisper.Jesus Christ.
“With fucking pleasure.”
CHAPTER THIRTY
MELODY
I’m goingto fucking combust just from the way Traeger—no, not Traeger.Austin.I smile inwardly, loving the fact that he wants me to call him by his real name, like I’m the only one who gets to know that man, like he belongs to me and me alone.
So, I’m going to combust just from the wayAustinis looking at me. I can feel his stare in every inch of my body, every nerve on fire. My heart is thundering in my ears, beating so fast that I worry it might just give out, but dear God, I’ve never been so aroused in my fucking life, never wanted anything so badly.
When he sank to his knees in front of me, I almost stopped breathing. When he’d asked me to show him how wet I was for him, his voice pitched low and so sexy it should be illegal, I thought I might come right then and there. Now, as he leans in and places a soft kiss to my inner thigh, my entire body feels like I’ve been electrified. When was the last time someone kissed me like that? Touched me?Too fucking long.He places another, and another, slowly working his way upward until I’m trembling, so on edge that I swear to God he could probably justlook at me the right way and I’d come harder than I have in my entire life.
“I’ve been dreaming about finding out what this tattoo was,” he whispers as he runs a finger lightly over the ink on my hip. He plants another kiss on my thigh. Higher. Almost where I need him. “I have to admit, the dagger and rose is sexy as hell.” Another kiss.So. Fucking. Close.
I hold my breath, locking my muscles in place and not daring to move as I wait…
And then pureecstasyrips through me like a strike of lightning at the first lap of his tongue. I cry out, somewhere between a scream and a gasp, and Austin groans in what sounds to be approval. He reaches up and grips my thighs.
“Mouthwatering was the understatement of the fucking century,” he rasps before dipping his head again and giving a slow, long lick up my pussy.
“Jesus,” I moan, not even caring that it’s obscenely loud. There’s no one to hear us out here. I can scream all I fucking want. He settles my knees over his shoulders and grips my ass, pulling me closer to the edge of the table. He works his tongue like it’s his fucking job, every lick somehow more pleasurable than the last. I collapse back on the table, my back bowing at the pleasure and my eyes sliding closed, only to have him pull away, tsking.
“Ah, ah, ah. Don’t you dare stop watching this, Melody. Eyes right fucking here.”
My eyes fly open as I inhale sharply. How can he be this fucking hot, this fucking perfect? I’ve always liked a talker but dear God, Austin is an expert that’s blowing my mind. I’m more than happy to obey, so I prop myself up on my elbows and meet his gaze. Watching is sexy as hell. He grins.
“That’s my good girl.”
“Fucking hell…” I whisper, barely able to speak. It’s all too much, but not nearly enough. He leans in and flicks his tongue over my clit, before closing his lips and sucking hard, never taking his eyes from mine. It’s official: Austin Traeger might just be the sexiest man on the planet.
“Don’t stop,” I pant as he alternates between licking and sucking on the tight bud, and then moving down to lick me long and slow again. I dig my ankles into his back, urging him onward. I’m already close. Hell, I was close the second he started, but I’ve been keeping my climax at bay by sheer force of will. I never want this to stop.
“God, I could do this all night, Melody,” he whispers. “Could have you ride my tongue until you couldn’t fucking move...” I whimper. “Could lick this pretty pussy for hours…”
“Austin,” I gasp, not sure if I’m cursing him or begging him or sending his name up as a prayer.
“One day I’d love to make you beg me to let you come,” he says, eyes still locked on mine as he slides two fingers inside me. I groan and my hips arch upward. His words make delicious images flash through my mind, and I plan to make sure he makes good on that promise. How can we fit this perfectly? Be this in sync?
His lips curl at the corners. “But today is not that day, sweetheart,” he says softly. “Today, I want to give you anything and everything you want. I want you to come so many times you lose count, until you can’t walk, until you can barely remember your own name.”
He slowly thrust his fingers as he speaks, curling them just right and soon my hips are rolling in time with his motions, pleading and desperate. He rests his other hand on my lower stomach, his big hands splaying across my body and holding me in place.
“So,” he says in that deep, velvety voice, “come for me, Melody.”
He twirls his tongue over my clit again, faster now, licking and sucking as he works his fingers.Oh God. I feel the tension coiling, tighter and tighter, until I’m right on the edge, ready to free fall.
“So close,” I pant, “don’t stop.”
He presses down with his hand on my stomach just as he sucks on my clit, and I careen over the edge of that imaginary cliff. My orgasm rocks through me, so hard it makes my entire body shudder violently. Stars flash behind my eyes and I collapse back on the table again, no longer able to hold myself up. I roll my hips, riding his tongue just like he’d said I would. He removes his fingers and presses his tongue deep inside as I ride out the waves ricocheting through me. He seems to be relishing it, like it’s the greatest prize, one he doesn’t ever want to give up.
My legs are shaking, but he doesn’t stop licking.
“A-Austin,” I gasp, “you can stop.”
“Oh no, Melody, I really don’t think I can.”
It feels too damn good to really put up much of a fight, so I don’t. I feel like the two of us have been traveling down this road for so long, meeting roadblock after roadblock, having to take too many detours, but we’ve finally made it where we’re supposed to be. He’s been my destination this entire time, since the beginning. He’s the reason I never stopped fighting.
