Page 111 of The Temptation of Truth
I smirk and rub my fingertips over her pinkened cheeks, savoring her warmth. “You’re looking at me like you want to touch me. If you’re curious, if you want to touch me, you can.”
For a moment I think she might decline. A hint of fear flashes in her hazel irises, but it’s no match for the hunger. Her white teeth sink into her plush lower lip as her gaze dips once more. To my mouth. To my collarbone. To my chest, rising and falling with my quickened breaths.
When she meets my eyes again, my heart is thudding so hard I’m sure she can hear it. Her pupils are blown wide and her lashes flutter nervously as she nods once. Gently, I trace my knuckles down her arm and take her hand. I look to her for confirmation, and she nods again, so I raise her hand and place it on the exposed skin just above my breasts.
“Your heart is pounding,” she whispers.
I smirk again, but my voice quakes with anticipation as I respond.
“That’s my body talking, Roar.” I release my hold on her hand, giving her the power to choose what happens next. “Are you listening?”
Aurora licks her lips, and for seconds that feel like hours, neither of us moves. Her eyes bounce between my mouth and my chest before finally,finally, she rubs her thumb softly over my sensitive skin. Goose bumps prickle my arms and stomach, and I exhale slowly.
She pulses her fingertips against me a few times before inching lower. She cups my breast and pulses again—the lightest of touches—and my breath hitches. She’s barely touched me, but my pussy throbs.
My nipple hardens to a peak beneath her palm, and her gaze flies to meet mine. She watches my face as she presses her hand into me, and when my lips part on a silent gasp, her eyes flare.
“Does that...does that feel good?”
I nod once. “They’re sensitive.”
She sucks her lower lip between her teeth, then shifts her hand so she can rub her thumb around my nipple in a circle. A whimper escapes me, and she rubs again, this time with a little more pressure.
“You like that?”
“Yes.”
“What else do you like?”
My eyes flutter shut, images of everything I want to do with her flashing in quick succession in my mind, and I release another shaky exhale before I respond.
“Pinch it,” I rasp. “I like when they’re pinched.”
“Like this?”
She pinches my nipple between her thumb and forefinger, and another whimper falls from my mouth as I nod. She does it again, and my hands shoot to her waist. My bikini bottoms are soaked with my arousal, and I press my thighs together, resisting the urge to kiss her. To move this along faster.
Then, without my urging, she slips her hands into the cups of my bikini top and palms my naked breasts. The moan that escapes me is ragged, and my eyes fly open to find her staring hungrily at me.
I can’t fight it anymore. I kiss her, and she kisses me back eagerly.
Her hand wraps around my torso, slides down my back, and slips into the side of my bikini bottoms. My entire body is covered in goose bumps. My nipples and clit are throbbing. I’ve never been so aroused in my life. I remind myself to go slow, to let her lead, but when her soft hand squeezes my ass cheek, I grow dizzy. I moan into her mouth and drag my lips to her ear.
“Let’s move to the bed.”
Aurora freezes for a moment, but she doesn’t let go of me. I wait as she processes my words, and then release a small, relieved exhale when she nods.
We sit on the edge of the mattress and face each other. She’s a breathtaking sight to see with her lips swollen and her eyes bright. She’s so damn beautiful that it hurts.
“Well...” She darts her eyes to the pillows and back to me. “What do we do now?”
I can’t help the way my lips curve up at the corners, my cheek twitching against my fight to tame what I’m sure would be a wicked grin.
“What do you want to do now?”
Her throat contracts on a swallow before she shrugs. “What doyouwant to do?”
The hold I’ve been keeping on my grin snaps, and my smile widens, slow and suggestive, across my face. I need to touch her. I need it like I need air. So, I tilt my head to the side, bounce my eyes between hers, and return her shrug.
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