Page 28 of Louder Than Words

She lets out a breathy moan, her head already lolling to the side, eyes fluttering closed. But that’s not enough.

“Use your words, love,” I murmur, curling my fingers inside her as she writhes beneath me. “What do you want?”

She reacts just the way I want, hips driving against my hand like she already can’t get enough.

“I want you to taste me,” she blurts. Her cheeks are crimson now, but I can’t tell if it’s the bashfulness I know she still has or the adrenaline pulsing through her veins.

“Good girl,” I say with a smirk.

I pull my hand away, feeling her body deflate at the loss of contact. My eyes lock on hers, making sure she watches as I lower myself until I’m nestled perfectly between her thighs. One look, and my mouth waters instantly, ready to taste every inch of her.

It’s like gravity pulls me in, because before I can even think, my tongue is already lapping along her as if she’s the last meal I’ll ever have.

And if she were? I would absolutely die a happy man.

“You taste so fucking good, Al,” I groan, letting my breath fan across her arousal.

She whimpers quietly, tugging on the roots of my hair as my tongue circles over her swollen clit. I add a finger deep inside, her grip tightening in response.

“Oh, Jax,” she breathes out, the sound like fucking music to my ears.

“That’s right, love.”

Her hips start to buck, practically riding my face as I fling my arm around, and quickly slide off my pants. My other hand wraps around my dick, already painfully hard from how long it’sbeen. If she makes that sound one more time, I’m not going to last.

My tongue laps over her clit once more—and she stiffens under me.

I stop immediately, looking up at her with drawn brows.

She smirks. “If you keep doing that I’m going to come, Jax.”

“That’s the goal, love.”

She shakes her head, and I quirk a brow, not exactly sure what the problem is. But then… the corners of her mouth slowly curl again.

“I want to come with youinsideme.”

Okay, that nearly tips me over, never mind the bloody moan.

“Well, since you asked so nicely.”

I quickly stand and carefully grab just below her knees and pull her to the edge of the bed. My eyes rake over her one more time, from her gorgeous, lustful blue eyes, to where her nipples are peeking over the rim of her dress, to her already slicked thighs.

She raises an eyebrow, clearly losing her patience with me before letting her legs fall apart. And almost as if there’s a magnetic force, I’m already falling on top of her, and sinking as deep in as she’ll take me.

Three months.

Three months without her. Without feeling her clench around me.

My thrusts are sloppy, messy even, and yet every inch of her body responds, making it clear she’s still loving every second.

I grip the headboard, driving as deep as I can while her head falls back.

“Oh my god,” she cries out, her pussy clenching around me as her orgasm shatters through her.

Her body trembles beneath me, and her cries steal the last of the little control I had left. Tension grabs my balls in a fist while I bury my face in her neck, filling her with every last drop.

I collapse beside her, and pull her into me. We’re both sticky as hell, shuddering like we just ran a mile. Her breath slows against my neck, and for the first time in a long time, everything finally feels quiet.