Chapter 165

• His lips teased her most intimate folds with agonizing slowness, hovering just shy of full contact, breath ghosting hot and deliberate over her slick heat—a whisper of promise that made her tremble uncontrollably. Then his tongue descended, flat and reverent, licking a long, languid stroke through her core before his mouth sealed over her vulva, sucking with tender fervor that drew her essence into him like a sacred elixir. The wet sounds of his worship filled the room, intimate and raw, his lips and tongue working in perfect harmony—circling her swollen clit with featherlight flicks, then delving deeper to lap at her entrance, savoring every drop she offered.
• She closed her eyes, lashes fluttering shut as waves of pleasure crashed through her, shattering her composure into a thousand shimmering pieces. Her body was all wet and messy already, arousal pouring from her in glistening rivulets that soaked the sheets beneath, just his touch—his devoted, soul-deep touch—enough to unravel her completely, flooding her with a torrent of need that left her thighs quivering and her breath coming in desperate pants. Fingers twisted in the silk bedding, back arching off the mattress as ecstasy built like a storm, his love pouring into every suck and swirl.
• She shattered with a cry that echoed through the penthouse, her climax crashing over her in shuddering waves, release flooding hot and unrestrained into his waiting mouth. He drank her in deeply, lips sealing tight as he sucked her clean with reverent hunger—tongue lapping every pulsing drop, swirling through her slick folds to savor the tangy essence of her pleasure, not wasting a trace. Her body quaked beneath him, thighs clamping around his shoulders as aftershocks rippled through her core.