Page 69 of The Path to Loving Him
She laughs against my skin and answers, “Purple.”
“Cool, now ask me.”
“Uh no,” she says as she pulls away. “I want my reward.”
“Fuck, right.” I drag my thumb over my tongue before pressing my thumb to her clit.
“Ohhhh yes,” she says as her hips swivel against my thumb.
I then grip one of her breasts and play with her nipple.
Her entire body moves, rocks, uses the very few seconds I’m playing with her to her advantage.
When I pull away, the look in her eyes is even more heated.
“Favorite food,” she asks in a daze.
“That was my question.”
“Doesn’t matter, just fucking answer it,” she says, dancing her fingers down my abs.
“Cupcakes.”
That makes her pause and look me in the eyes. “Really?”
“Fucking love them.”
“That’s . . . that’s really cute.” And then her hand is on my cock, squeezing it so damn hard that my pelvis lifts off the couch.
“Ohhhh fuck. Uhhhhh, yes, more.”
She licks my nipple, laps at it, and tugs on it with her teeth, giving me just enough pleasure without any pain.
“Jesus Christ.”
I don’t wait for her to stop because I don’t want her to. “Favorite band.”
She keeps a tight grip on me as she pulls away just enough to say, “Does Noah Kahan count?”
“Yes,” I answer and then press my thumb to her clit.
“God, Ryland. Inside me. I want your fingers inside me.”
I keep my thumb on her clit, then slide my fingers inside her. She bites down on my chest at the same time, and it’s the most erotic feeling of my life. She then rides my hand, forgetting the questions as she swivels and thrusts over my fingers.
Her hand on my cock starts pumping while her other hand slides to the back of my neck, and she looks into my eyes.
It takes two seconds before her mouth is on mine.
Shit, I forgot how amazing she kisses. Last time we were together, we didn’t kiss, we just fucked, but this . . . this is different.
This feels almost feral.
Like we’re both clawing at each other.
Needing more and more.
Her mouth parts open and her tongue dances across mine. So delicious. So fucking good.
