Page 476 of One More Kiss

“He doesn’t, but don’t worry, Nathan will always be my number one.” I flash him a wink as I reach over and help him unbutton his jeans.

“Good. Now let me fuck you like in chapter thirteen, because I’m in the mood for some backdoor adventures.” He grins, waiting for my reaction.

“Nice try, Casanova.” I unzip his jeans.

“A man can dream.” He shrugs, standing and removing the rest of his clothing.

I swallow as I take in his beautiful body. “Well, keep dreaming.”

“I think I am,” he says, genuinely, kneeling between my legs again and brushing his fingers along my cheek. “I still can’t believe you’re really here.”

“Me either.”

He presses his lips to mine, sweet and slow, then slides his tongue in just enough to part my lips. My hands hang around his hips before my fingertips trail along his deep V line that brings me to his erection, hard and solid. I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t missed the feel of his cock, the way it tastes, the way it filled me so fucking deep, and that piercing.

I feel the warmth of his hands wrap around my body and unhook my bra. He slides it down my arms and tosses it, cupping my breasts and massaging my nipples with his fingertips. I groan at the contact, loving the way his hands feel on me.

“I told myself once I finally had you back in my bed, I’d take my time with you, but fuck, baby. I don’t think I can.” He groans, moving his lips along my jaw and neck.

“We have all night,” I remind him. “I need you as much as you need me.”

“Fucking hell,” he growls, leaning back as he grabs the back of my knees and pulls me to the edge of the bed until my ass nearly hangs off.

I squeal, grasping onto his arms. My head falls back with laughter at his urgency. “You make me so horngry,” he says with a devilish grin.

“Horngry?” I ask, amused. “What’s that?”

“It’s when I can’t decide if I wanna fuck you or eat you first.” The corner of his lips tilts up in a knowing smile.

I laugh as he brings his mouth to my pussy and sinks his tongue inside.

“Guess I know which one won,” I say.

“Yeah, I decided to spend some quality time between your legs first.”

Sinking a finger inside, his tongue circles my clit and works me up until I explode. I barely recover when he flips me over and takes me from behind.

His hand wraps around my neck, tilting my head back so he can stare into my eyes as I unravel around his length. I love the way he’s looking at me as if he can’t get enough of my body.

“Vada, fuck.” He groans, pushing into me deeper and harder. “You feel so fucking good. So tight and wet, baby.”

He pulls back slightly, the tip of his piercing rubbing against my pussy. God, I missed that piercing. Pushing back in, he increases his pace and sinks deep into me until I explode again. Fuck, he’s so good at that.

Fisting my hair, he pulls my head back again until our lips collide. He continues his rhythm, fucking me so good and hard, I can barely keep up with my breathing. I feel his body tense, his kiss deepens, and then he moans against my mouth as he releases inside me.

“Vada…” he whispers after a minute, against my lips, so soft and sweet.

“Yes?”

“Stay with me,” he pleads, running his tongue along my bottom lip. “Give us a second chance.”

He kisses me before I can respond, which gives me the time I need to process his words.

“I have three more weeks of my promo tour,” I begin to explain as he arches his hips.

“Baby, I’ve been waiting twelve long months for you. I can wait another three weeks as long as I know you’ll come back to me.”

His words send shivers down my spine because they’re everything right and perfect; any girl would die to hear them.

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