Page 61 of The Rush


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Chuckling, I release air through my nose and watch as goosebumps rise all over her exposed skin. The reaction is visceral, immediate, and my restraint snaps.

Deep from the depths of my gut, a growl erupts, and I bury my face between Cedar’s legs.

The rush of her taste on my tongue has my cock punching the zipper of my jeans and threatening to tear through the denim, if it means some kind of friction.

But the taste.

Goddamn.

Her sweet wetness coating my lips and chin has my head spinning and ignoring anything that doesn’t involve her clit in my mouth, because that would mean acknowledging anything other than the woman in my grasp exists.

And right now, nothing else does.

She moans when I flick my tongue over her pierced hood, licking and lapping at her slick pussy until she’s tugging my hair and gasping for air.

“Fin,” she moans, almost in warning, as she yanks my head back by the strands wrapped around her knuckles and meets my hungry gaze with one so dark I question what she’s about to do.

Is she going … or cumming?

When all she does is stare at me with a heaving chest and trembling thighs beneath my hands, I dart my tongue out and lick every bit of her arousal from my lips. “You need somethin’, sweetness?”

“Fuck,” she whimpers, her eyes rolling and her head falling back.

“That’s the plan.”

I dive back in, flicking the ring as I suck on her clit and when I pinch the silver between my teeth and give it a gentle tug, she creams on my tongue.

“That’s it, sweet,” I say between laps of my tongue on her pussy.

“Oh, fuck,” Cedar moans for me, burying both hands in my hair. “I’m gonna—”

I groan into her heat when her hips jam up into my face and a scream rips from her throat as she’s cumming down mine.

My cock pulses with each clench of her pussy on my tongue, and each tug of my hair to keep me close as she rocks her orgasm out on my chin.

“Yes,” Cedar chokes out when my tongue refuses to let any bit of her orgasm go untouched and she’s spasming under the assault of the aftershocks.

Drawing back and licking her taste from my lips, I watch her watch me with a heated gaze as I stretch to my full height and hold out a hand in offering. “Can you walk?”

“Um,” she half groans, her brow furrowing in confusion. “Duh.”

“Then we aren’t done yet.” Grabbing her hand and yanking her to her feet, I stomp on the shorts that make it hard for her to walk until she fights her ankles free and the fabric is left discarded on the floor. She reaches down as she moves and manages to get the panties back up her thighs with the one free hand she has, and now I knowthat I’m going to shred those things just so she can’t wear them out of here.

Breaching the bedroom in the back, I’m grateful to find the room clean and the bed made with fresh sheets I fully intend to dirty up.

I catapult Cedar forward until she’s falling to the mattress and bouncing back up with a laugh that makes my chest swell with warmth.

She settles into the fluffed pillows with a grin as I rake my gaze over her almost naked body and commit the sight of her spread out for me to my memory.

A band tee cut short exposes her belly and still hides her tits I can’t wait to get my mouth on, while only the thin, lacy, black panties cover that pussy I can’t wait to dive into. Platformed combat boots cover her feet in a shade that’s as dark as her long hair, and while I’d normally go for the heels on my shoulders, I’m hungry to have those resting behind my head.

“You on the pill, sweetness?” My words come out deep and darkened with desire. I kneel on the bed at her feet when she shakes her head no, crawling closer and closer until I’m between her spread legs. Her body vibrates—the good kind—with anticipation and need as I lean back on my haunches and fish my wallet from the back pocket of my jeans.

Inside the bifold leather is a foil pack I replaced just last night and a travel packet of lube because one can never be too prepared.

Fingering the one I need, I toss the wallet to the floor and rip the foil open with my teeth.

“Touch yourself,” I demand, groaning when she complies and runs her fingers over her slickness beneath the lacy shit covering her. “That’s it, sweet. Make sure you leave some for me.”

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