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Authors: Jinsey Reese, Victoria Green
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silent question. “The scar…” I shook my head, not meeting his eyes. “It’s just…I’m…”
“You’re beautiful,” he said, dropping the shirt and cupping my face in his hands. “The scar doesn’t change that. No amount of scarring would.” He pressed a gentle kiss to my lips, making me melt into him again. He reached for the hem of my shirt. “Let me paint you. Let me show you how incredible you are.”
Searching his eyes, I found only love and truth reflecting back at me. Well, love, truth, and lust . They burned equally bright.
“Okay.” I nodded and he lifted the shirt over my head, threw it to the floor. His hands skimmed my sides, his fingers barely tickling the shiny red skin marring my beautiful tattoo.
“Does it still hurt?” he asked. I shook my head as he leaned down to press his lips against it, and the heat of his kiss shivered through me. His eyes met mine. “Once it’s totally healed, I can cover it, fill in the tattoo, if you want.”
“I do,” I said. “I want my phoenix to be whole again. I want to be whole.”
“You already are.” Dare’s lips grazed my hip, his tongue following the lines of the tattoo as they swooped and swerved up my ribs. Then his hands cupped my breasts as his lips found my nipple. My head fell back, and I arched into him. His thumb teased my other nipple as he sucked the sensitive flesh, spreading tingles all the way down to my center.
He lifted his head and I opened my eyes to find him gazing at me.
“I want to paint you just like this,” he said, his fingers caressing my face. “Overflowing with love and radiating lust.” He pulled me against him, the hardness in his jeans rubbing me just right. “You are my best work, Ree. You always have been and always will be.”
He burned a path of kisses across my chest and down the center of my stomach before heading south as he knelt in front of me again.
His hands slid up my legs and grasped my hips. And then his warm, wet mouth took me in, covering my ache with kisses as he licked me over and over again. My thighs opened on instinct and my hips rocked with him. Moans floated past my lips as I wove my fingers into his dark waves.
And when his lips closed around my throbbing clit, I lost the ability to do anything but feel. Feel him everywhere. Tingling spread from my core up into my abdomen and chest, then all the way out to my fingers and toes. My whole body electrified under his touch as his tongue undulated against me, his lips sucking, sucking, sucking, the intensity building until I was calling out his name over and over again as the waves rocked through me.
As the spasms ebbed, I tightened my grip on his hair and pulled him up. When his lips were level with mine, I took them, bruising them with the fervor of my love.
His fire matched mine, kiss for kiss, flame for flame.
“How do you do that to me?” I whispered against his mouth. “How do you burn me up and rebuild me every single time?”
“You’re my phoenix,” he said, his lips smoldering my skin. “And I’m yours. Two parts. One whole. Never forget that.”
twelve
“D id you notice Denny’s sniffly nose?” Maya came up behind me and pointed across the meeting room at the short, stocky construction worker with cropped black hair. He sniffed again, and wiped his nose on his sleeve. Gross.
I looked at her. “Maybe he has a cold?”
“Or maybe he’s using again.” She tapped her bare wrist. “It’s that time of the year for him.”
“Seriously?”
“Like clockwork. He hates the holidays—always slips up mid-December.” She eyed him again, holding her coffee cup up under her nose and inhaling its bitter scent. “You can tell by his eyes—glassy, pupils so huge I can see them all the way across the room. Shit, I could probably walk right through them.”
“Wow,” I said, pouring hot water into the paper cup holding my tea bag. “You’re good.”
“Well, you know what they say—takes one to know one.
“You’re beautiful,” he said, dropping the shirt and cupping my face in his hands. “The scar doesn’t change that. No amount of scarring would.” He pressed a gentle kiss to my lips, making me melt into him again. He reached for the hem of my shirt. “Let me paint you. Let me show you how incredible you are.”
Searching his eyes, I found only love and truth reflecting back at me. Well, love, truth, and lust . They burned equally bright.
“Okay.” I nodded and he lifted the shirt over my head, threw it to the floor. His hands skimmed my sides, his fingers barely tickling the shiny red skin marring my beautiful tattoo.
“Does it still hurt?” he asked. I shook my head as he leaned down to press his lips against it, and the heat of his kiss shivered through me. His eyes met mine. “Once it’s totally healed, I can cover it, fill in the tattoo, if you want.”
“I do,” I said. “I want my phoenix to be whole again. I want to be whole.”
“You already are.” Dare’s lips grazed my hip, his tongue following the lines of the tattoo as they swooped and swerved up my ribs. Then his hands cupped my breasts as his lips found my nipple. My head fell back, and I arched into him. His thumb teased my other nipple as he sucked the sensitive flesh, spreading tingles all the way down to my center.
He lifted his head and I opened my eyes to find him gazing at me.
“I want to paint you just like this,” he said, his fingers caressing my face. “Overflowing with love and radiating lust.” He pulled me against him, the hardness in his jeans rubbing me just right. “You are my best work, Ree. You always have been and always will be.”
He burned a path of kisses across my chest and down the center of my stomach before heading south as he knelt in front of me again.
His hands slid up my legs and grasped my hips. And then his warm, wet mouth took me in, covering my ache with kisses as he licked me over and over again. My thighs opened on instinct and my hips rocked with him. Moans floated past my lips as I wove my fingers into his dark waves.
And when his lips closed around my throbbing clit, I lost the ability to do anything but feel. Feel him everywhere. Tingling spread from my core up into my abdomen and chest, then all the way out to my fingers and toes. My whole body electrified under his touch as his tongue undulated against me, his lips sucking, sucking, sucking, the intensity building until I was calling out his name over and over again as the waves rocked through me.
As the spasms ebbed, I tightened my grip on his hair and pulled him up. When his lips were level with mine, I took them, bruising them with the fervor of my love.
His fire matched mine, kiss for kiss, flame for flame.
“How do you do that to me?” I whispered against his mouth. “How do you burn me up and rebuild me every single time?”
“You’re my phoenix,” he said, his lips smoldering my skin. “And I’m yours. Two parts. One whole. Never forget that.”
twelve
“D id you notice Denny’s sniffly nose?” Maya came up behind me and pointed across the meeting room at the short, stocky construction worker with cropped black hair. He sniffed again, and wiped his nose on his sleeve. Gross.
I looked at her. “Maybe he has a cold?”
“Or maybe he’s using again.” She tapped her bare wrist. “It’s that time of the year for him.”
“Seriously?”
“Like clockwork. He hates the holidays—always slips up mid-December.” She eyed him again, holding her coffee cup up under her nose and inhaling its bitter scent. “You can tell by his eyes—glassy, pupils so huge I can see them all the way across the room. Shit, I could probably walk right through them.”
“Wow,” I said, pouring hot water into the paper cup holding my tea bag. “You’re good.”
“Well, you know what they say—takes one to know one.
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