Page 34 of Trusting Thorn


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My body starts to tingle in anticipation.

“Is this, okay?” Thorn murmurs against my lips.

“Yes,” I reply breathlessly. “Don't stop.”

“Fuck,” he growls, slamming his lips back onto mine as his hands roam over my body possessively.

Ripping his lips from mine, he hooks his fingers under my shirt and tugs it over my head. Cool air hits my heated skin, sending a shiver down my spine.

I arch into his touch as Thorn's calloused hands skim over my bra-covered breasts.

“Do you have any idea what you do to me?” he groans as he unclasps the front of my bra. “The effect you have on me?”

“No,” I breathe the words, arching my back as his thumbs graze over my nipples. “Show me.”

Thorn's mouth descends on my neck, kissing and nipping at the sensitive skin as I let out a soft moan.

His hands cup my breasts, fingers rolling my hardened nipples, sending jolts of pleasure straight to my core.

“Oh, God,” I cry out, heat building between my legs, my body aching for more of his touch.

“Lie back, baby,” Thorn whispers, guiding me down onto the bed.

“Please,” I beg when his hands slide down my sides, tracing the curve of my waist and hips before hooking into the waistband of my scrubs.

“Patience, baby,” he rasps as I lift my hips, allowing him to pull off my pants, leaving me in nothing but my lacy panties.

His eyes darken with desire as he takes me in, his gaze lingering between my legs.

“You're so goddamn beautiful, Oakland,” he murmurs, trailing his fingers up my thighs. I shiver at his touch, my body anticipating his every move.

“Please, Thorn,” I beg again, desperate to feel his mouth on me.

Thorn's eyes jump to mine, and he smirks before leaning down to press soft kisses along the inside of my thighs, making a point to take his time.

I squirm beneath him, ready to scream if he doesn't give me more.

As if reading my mind, he hooks his fingers into the sides of my panties and finally pulls them off.

“Touch me,” I moan, making him chuckle.

Before I can beg him to put his hands on me, his mouth finds my center and his tongue dips between my folds.

“Shit,” I cry out, my hands fisting the sheets as a wave of pleasure washes over me.

“This pussy belongs to me,” he growls, flicking his tongue across my clit.

“Yes,” I pant, grabbing onto the back of his head to keep him where I need him most.

Thorn takes his time, exploring every inch of me with his tongue, his fingers slipping inside me to stroke and tease.

“Thorn,” I moan, my back arching when he slips another finger inside me.

He groans in response, the vibration sending another shockwave of pleasure through me.

My body coils tighter and tighter as he brings me closer to the edge.

Just as I'm about to tumble over, Thorn pulls back, leaving me panting and desperate for release. “No,” I cry out.

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