Page 74 of Healing Conviction

Thankfully, he didn’t force her to say anything as he continued the trail down her thigh. Continuing to attend to every single inch of the rest of her, he warmed the towel periodically while he washed her, creating alternating hot and cool sensations over her skin.

When he’d trailed all the way down her legs to her feet, he tugged her socks off, dragging each one in such a way that it tickled her soles. He grinned back at her as she giggled and reluctantly let him scrub her toes before ending with his lips on her instep.

“You make it hard to kiss you properly.”

Her breath hitched, but he wasn’t looking at her anymore, bestowing a kiss on the inside of her heel as he traveled up.

“I make it hard…tokiss me? H-how?” she asked, her voice catching at the end as she realized he was leaving kisses all the way up the inside of her legs.

“I’ve never smiled as much as I do with you. Even while I’m trying to pleasure you with my mouth, I can’t seem to get it together. I want to kiss every inch of your skin, but it’s hard to do that with a smile on my face.”

He looked at her expectantly, but for what, she didn’t know. Her heart was bursting from her chest with the need to shout her feelings to him, but if she gave in to him, he could take everything. A big part of her knew that even if he took all that she gave him, he wouldn’t use her up and spit her out. He’d hold the most vulnerable parts of her like he was now, like they were precious. Sheknewthat, deep down, but she still couldn’t let go.

“I… I like that I can make you smile. It feels special when I do.”

“You’re more than special, Pix. You’re unique. One of a kind. The only woman who makes me smile.”

When his tongue and lips finally reached her thong, she lifted her butt up so he could tug the thin fabric down. Like everything else, he did it with painstaking care, dragging the washcloth with it.

A second later, he’d propped her left leg onto his shoulder while he kneeled before her and washed even her most intimate areas. When he’d finished dragging the washcloth up her center, he scooped her other leg over his shoulder and dove in. With every delicate plunge of his tongue through her core, he wrenched his name from her chest.

“Drake!”

“You’re dripping, Pix. Fuck, you’re gonna have to drag me off of you.”

Before she could reply, his impossibly long tongue surged into her entrance again while his thumb massaged her clit. His insistent swirls around her opening drove her wild, and she couldn’t stop her legs from squeezing around his head. Her thighs tingled in his strong grip as he spread her apart and his tongue lapped up her arousal. When he pumped one finger inside her, she cried out and squirmed.

The pad of his fingertip zeroed in on her most sensitive spot, suddenly sending her over the edge before she was ready and coaxed his name from her throat. A wave of pleasure racked her body as her muscles tightened around his finger.

Throbbing pulses shot through her body as he unzipped his jeans and pulled himself free. In one swift motion, he banded his arm around her lower back and thrust inside her, making her cry out again and tug his hair. Without giving her a chance to accommodate his size, he propped himself up on his forearm and cupped her ass, gaining traction before spearing her again. His moans mixed with hers as he plunged inside her, creating a rhythm.

She thought she heard him curse the wordcondomunder his breath, but he never stopped and she sure as hell wasn’t going to. When she thought he was going to slow down, she hooked her legs around his lower back and pulled him close. Almost as if he could read her mind, his thrusts increased in speed.

“I’m not gonna stop, Pix.” He growled in warning and she nodded.

“Good.” It was intimate. Way too intimate. Having him come inside her was another step toward losing her control, where she’d need to retreat after, but she gave into this connection with him. She’d been craving it for so long, she would give herself this. Even if she didn’t let herself enjoy it later, even if she’d regret it, even if she had to take it all back, she at least wanted this moment to remember.

His next push inside her was so hard it was painful, but the new angle was obviously what they both needed.

“Fuck yes, Pix. I’m glad I already made you come. It’s been a while and you feel so fucking good. I don’t know how long I’ll last.”

“Same,” she breathed.I waited for you.The thought had her panicking, and she wrapped her legs tighter, pulling him closer while she shut her eyes against the truth.

“Holy shit, Drake, this feels so… oh my goddesses,yes.”

Every curve upward threatened another orgasm as he dragged back out.

“Open your eyes for me, Pix.”

Please… I want to, but I can’t. It’s too much.

“That was the bet, Nora. Back in the truck. I won, baby. Now open your eyes while I fuck another orgasm from your tight cunt.”

She bit her top lip and tried to feel every sensation as he moved inside her until he slowed. She tried to increase their speed, but he gripped her ass hard enough to make her hiss and flare her eyes open.

Panic shot through her at the emotion swirling in his eyes as he began to move again.

One. Two. Three.