Eventually, she pulled back with a gasp. “You’re something else,” she whispered between long inhales, and I grinned.
I kissed the corner of her mouth, a light touch, barely there. “You deserve all the good things life has to offer. But it’s incredibly hard for me to not push you back and fuck you with my tongue right now,” I said with a laugh, though I wasn’t really joking.
She looked at me for a long moment, and I began to panic. I’d gone too far.
But she surprised me. She always surprised me.
“Why don’t you then?”
That was a yes.Oh my god.I wanted to be cool and calm. I wanted to take my time and woo her until I was between her thighs. But I was too fucking excited.
“Baby…” I breathed, and kissed her hard again. Ripping my mouth away, I grabbed her hips and pulled her closer to the edge of the countertop. I tugged at her tiny little satin shorts, and she gasped as her ass hit the cold tiles.
I didn’t stop kissing her. Not yet. I reached under her camisole and rolled her right nipple between my fingers, making her gasp into my mouth. I pulled back a little, my smirk completely smug because she already looked a little dazed. I hadn’t even started yet.
“I’m going to make you come so hard, you’ll see stars. Would you like that?”
“Please, Rigby,” she gasped as I pinched her nipple lightly.
“Mmm, that's right. But I want something from you, baby.” I was more nervous about this confession than I wanted to let on, but I needed this too. “I need you to use that sexy as hell voice to tell me if I’m doing something you like. Tell me if I’m doing good. Can you do that for me?”
She blinked at me a little, and I desperately wanted to know what was going on in her head. “You’ve got a praise kink?” I nodded, and after what felt like an eternity, her smile widened. “I see you, Rigby Engman. Be my good boy and make me come all over your face.”
My whole body shuddered with pleasure.Holy. Shit. Hoooooollllyyy shiiiiit.I went hard as a brick in an instant. But you bet your ass I was between her thighs before she’d even finished her sentence.
I’d realized I had a praise kink pretty early in life. When I was in the tenth grade, my history teacher who was hot as fuck, Miss Bolinski, had told me I did such a good job getting an A on my quiz, and I’d popped a boner. It was years later when I’d realized it wasn’tjustbecause Miss Bolinski was hot.
Some of my exes had hated it. There was this social expectation that men should be dominant and take what they wanted. That the dynamic should only be one way. That was fine; I’d been just as happy to pin them down and be all alpha. But it had tainted this for me, so many rejections.
So for Nova to just readily accept it? I was going to reward us both by making her come so many times, she was going to be chanting my name.
I wasn’t submissive—I was pretty sure about that. I didn’tneedfor her to tell me what to do. I also didn’t need to be dominant the way Devan had to be in control. I liked to play with the dynamic and keep shit interesting.
I licked and sucked my way up her thighs, before I blew a breath on her overheated folds. She moaned, and her hands scraped through my hair, taking some strands in her fists. Running the flat of my tongue up her slit, I flicked the tip of my tongue over her clit and lifted my eyes in time to see her head fall back. So I sucked it gently between my lips, and she gave a little shriek.
She needed a little reminder. I looked up expectantly, and she didn’t disappoint. “You look so good between my thighs, eating me out,” she gasped, her cheeks flushed, and I grinned and went back to work. I licked, sucked, and swirled my tongue over her clit, then alternated pushing it deep inside her, tasting her on my tongue, smearing her across my cheeks.
And the whole time, she softly told me things around her wild moans.
That I ate her so good.
That I knew exactly what she wanted.
She was so close, and I plunged two fingers inside her, my tongue swiping at her clit and my left hand squeezing my dick so I didn’t come. I just let her ride my face, listening to her words of affirmation.
When her thighs clamped hard around my ears, I gave up holding off my own orgasm. I came hard with her, blowing my load in my boxers and licking up every ounce of her release from her thighs.
She slumped back against the marble and panted, and I was breathing heavily right along with her. Standing back up, I curled over her, my hands slipping beneath her shoulders until I could kiss her with the taste of her own release on my lips.
She pulled back. “I think you’ve destroyed me, Rigby Engman. I didn’t even know it could be like that.” She turned my head to the side, licking a stripe up my jaw until her lips rested beside my ear. “You’re such a good boy, Rigby. I don’t think I’ve ever come that hard.” I shivered beneath her hands, and she chuckled low. “This is going to be so much fun.”
I grinned down at her. Who knew she’d be into this as much as I was? “You’re fucking perfect, Fireball.”
She buried her face in my neck. A movement across the room caught my eye, and when I looked over, River was there, his dick tented in his pants. How long had he been standing there? Had he seen the whole thing? Had he seen her coming beneath my mouth? Had he heard her words?
I wasn’t embarrassed. Well, maybe a little, but if Nova liked it, I was going to own it. So I gave him a smirk and a wink, and he just stared fiercely, before spinning on his heel and walking away.
He’d had a taste of what he was missing now, and I had a plan. I just needed to put it into action.