Chapter 244

Lily’s fingers curled into the fabric of his shirt, her nails digging in as his mouth trailed lower, kissing, nipping, marking her like he was afraid she’d vanish if he stopped. The scent of his cologne something dark and spiced mingled with the faint musk of her own arousal, and she arched into him, her body already aching for more. David didn’t waste a second. His fingers worked at the buttons of her blouse with urgent precision, each one popping free to reveal the creamy swell of her breasts beneath the lace of her bra. The fabric parted, and his breath hitched as her nipples pebbled under his gaze, already hard and begging for his mouth. "Fuck, Lily," he groaned, his voice rough with need. "You’re still perfect." His palms cupped her, squeezing just enough to make her gasp before his tongue flicked over one taut peak. She moaned, her back arching off the bed as he took her nipple between his lips, sucking hard, then soothing the sting with a slow, wet swipe of his tongue. The pleas