Sinful Ever After (Sinful Serenade Book 5) - Crystal Kaswell Page 0,4

perks up as we take the stairs to our room. Her hand slides under my leather jacket then under my t-shirt.

Damn, I love the way her hand feels against my skin.

I unlock the door and push it open. Might as well make a gesture. I scoop her into my arms and carry her over the threshold.

She laughs with glee. "Miles! If you break my back, I'm not marrying you."

"Fair enough." I kick the door closed and set her on the bed.

"You know I'm keeping my name," she says.

I smile. "You know I'm about to rip off your jeans and panties and lick you until you're screaming my name."

Her lips part with a sigh of pleasure. She still attempts to stay in control. "I did know that."

"Good. Unbutton your jeans." I sit between her legs and take off her socks and shoes.

She relaxes into the bed, squeezing her toes and arching her back.

Fuck, I almost forgot how responsive she is. It's been a while, but there's no excuse for forgetting anything about the woman I love.

I roll her jeans to her knees. "You should keep your name."

"Really?"

"Yeah. It will mean the world to your mom."

"Oh." She shifts her legs to help me. "Carry on then."

"Take off the top and the bra."

She does. I pull her jeans to her ankles.

I soak in the sight of her body—her long legs, the gentle curves of her hips, waist, and chest. She thinks she's too gawky, too flat-chested, but every inch of her is perfect.

Especially those breasts. They're a perfect handful and they're responsive as hell.

It's still there.

Be Brave, Love.

I can't wait any longer. I pin her to the bed. My hips sink into hers. She squirms, arching her back and rubbing her crotch against mine.

"Too many clothes," she murmurs.

"Fair." I pull my t-shirt over my head and toss it aside.

I kiss her hard. I never got jazzed about kissing before. But with her, I crave the intimacy of her lips against mine.

She groans into my mouth as she squirms. My focus shifts lower. My cock will get what it wants soon.

First, my mouth gets what it wants.

I kiss my way down her neck. Then I'm at her chest. I take one of her nipples into my mouth and suck gently.

"Miles," she groans. Her hands go to my hair. She tugs at it as she rocks her hips against me. "Stop teasing. It's been twenty-nine days."

I suck harder until her groans get low and desperate. When I'm convinced she can't take it anymore, I do the same to her other nipple.

My hand slides down her torso. It finds her panties and pushes them aside.

I place my palm against her.

Fuck. She's wet.

I trace the lines of her tattoo with my tongue then kiss my way down her stomach.

She squirms with anticipation. Her sighs get louder. Her hands go the comforter. She squeezes it so tightly her knuckles go white.

"Miles," she breathes. "Please."

The need in her voice sends the last available hint of blood to my cock.

I pull her panties to her feet. Under normal circumstances, I'd tease her a little longer. Right now, I need her taste on my tongue and her moans in my ears.

I press my lips against her inner thigh. She gasps, her back arching.

I kiss my way up her thigh.

She smells fucking good. I pin her legs to the bed. She sighs, impatient and needy.

She's exactly where I want her.

Slowly, I slide my tongue over her clit. She tastes like home. And she's already filling the room with her groans, already digging her fingers into the back of my head, already bucking against my lips.

Fuck, I love being between her legs. Best place in the whole fucking world.

I lick her up and down, taking my time tasting and teasing every inch.

Her knees fight my hands. Her hips buck. Her groans fill the room.

My fingers dig into her soft skin as I make my way back to her clit. I play with my speed and pressure until her thighs are shaking with pleasure.

I hold her in place so I can work my magic. She bucks against me, moving her cunt against my lips like I'm her personal sex toy. She tugs at my hair as she groans my name again and again.

My tongue works harder, faster. I lick her until her knees are pressed against my ears. Until she's screaming my name.

There.

Her hands dig into my shoulders as she comes. She shakes, all the muscles in her body tensing. Then everything goes slack.