Bella pov
I nodded again, unable to find words.
He kissed me deep and slow. Then his mouth moved lower—down my neck, across my collarbone. When he reached my breasts, he took one n****e between his lips, sucking gently at first, then harder. His tongue swirled over the tight bud until I arched with a soft moan. He moved to the other breast, giving it the same attention until both were wet, swollen, sensitive.
His hands slid down my sides. He pushed my thighs apart and settled between them as his head lowered. I was tense.
"Relax," he murmured against my inner thigh. "I've got you."
His tongue touched me first—a long, slow lick up the center. I gasped. He did it again, then focused on my c**t, circling with soft, steady pressure. My hips jerked. He pressed one hand to my stomach, hold
