Page 77 of Caught in the Crossfire

My chest filled with hot air at her words. I’d never imagined finding a partner in this life, let alone one like her. My arms banded around her back, and I picked her up to switch our positions so she sat in the chair, and I kneeled between her legs. I used the chair’s lever to adjust it back until she could comfortably recline.

Her eyes shone in the light of my computer screens. Her body flushed while she watched me with careful desire.

“No sex,” I said as my hands wandered down her stomach to the waistband of her leggings. “Not until you’re ready. No rushing. But you have to tell me what the boundaries are.”

She nodded, even as her eyes looked nervous. “I’m fine. It’s okay.”

My fingers gently pulled down her leggings, hitching them under her ass and down the length of her legs. I kept a careful watch on her face for any sign I should stop.

“Good?”

She nodded, so I went further. I pressed my face to the skin of her thighs. Her legs widened for me, a soft moan escaping her lips as my breath gusted over her panties.

“Tell me if it’s too much. Tell me what you need.” I pressed a kiss on the inside of her thigh. Her breath hitched, and she hooked one leg over my shoulder and the other over the chair’s armrest. “You’re safe with me. I would never want to hurt you.”

“I know.” Her eyes fluttered closed.

I pressed a kiss higher, my nose rubbing against the damp spot on her panties. It set off a bomb inside me. I needed to taste her so badly.

“Leona, look at me,” I said. Her eyes opened, and she watchedas I flattened my tongue and drug it up the front of her underwear. “Can I taste you?”

My mouth watered at the memory of her, me, and Wynn in the library. I’d already realized that I wanted Wynn just as much as her, but I didn’t know if he’d ever feel the same. For now, I just wanted her to feel the way she felt then: wild, free, and worshipped.

“Yes,” she whispered.

I groaned, my cock digging into the seam of my jeans. We both needed this so badly. In an instant, she was bare. Glistening. Wet. Ready. I went slow at first, soft licks, giving her space to change her mind. My tongue dragged over her entrance while her hands gripped the armrests.

“Ciel,” she gasped. “Please.”

Begging. My girl was begging for my tongue.Fuck. What else could I do but give her everything she asked?

I descended on her, working her slowly at first, giving her body time to relax and open. Her legs widened with my every movement so I had all the space I needed to pleasure her.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” I murmured against her pussy. “I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again. I could kneel here for hours and never be satisfied.”

She gasped as I circled her clit and my hands clamped around her thighs. “Oh.”

“Take what you need, baby girl,” I encouraged. Her hips moved against face. I followed every shift of her body with my mouth, listening to her perfect little whimpers and moans.

Her fingers tangled in my hair, pulling me harder against her. I plunged my tongue inside her while I rubbed tight, controlled circles around her clit.

“Ciel,shit,” she moaned. “Ciel, oh my God.”

Her breaths came harder, faster, the more she let loose. “Pinch your nipples, baby. Show me how beautiful they are.”

She pulled down the neckline of her shirt, reaching inside herbra and rolling her nipples between her fingers. I groaned against her pussy, and her breath hitched at the vibrations.

“Ciel, don’t stop. Don’t stop, I’m so close.”

I sucked her clit, and she moaned heavily. Her leg clamped around my shoulder, holding me against her pussy. She gasped, whining as her pleasure peaked, and I devoured her through the cresting waves. I almost came in my boxers at the sight of her face alone. Her head thrown back. Her eyes closed, scrunched together. Her mouth open and breaths hard.

“You were amazing for me,ángel.So perfect.”

“You’re incredible, Ciel. I’m boneless,” she said with a soft laugh. Her body, which had been taut, was now melting in my chair. I scooped her up, planting her in my lap, as I kissed her temples. “Thank you, Ciel.”

“Mmm.” I tipped her chin up to fuse our lips. “I see you, and I love you.”

“Love you,” she murmured, lids heavy and voice drowsy. If Ryuji hadn’t stolen my mattress, I would have carried her to it so she could take a nap. For now, she could rest in my arms as long as she wanted.