Chapter 15

I arch my neck to give him more room and shudder when his lips travel across my Adam’s apple. He notices and turns his attention to it. Kissing. Licking. Sucking it into his mouth, making me call out his name.

He burrows his nose in the juncture between my throat and shoulder, inhaling me. “Like that, did you?” he mumbles against my skin.

“Viggo. Your mouth. Magic,” I pant, and he rewards me by returning his attention to my Adam’s apple. Goosebumps break out on my entire body and I push my dick into his so hard, he loses his suction with a gasp and I take advantage, swooping in, claiming his mouth.

Our tongues duel, our lips demand. His noises, his scent, surround me. His hands on my back, on my hips, above the swell of my ass. I wiggle on top of him, desperate to feel everything he’s got. He whispers my name every time we part to breathe, and his needy sounds settle low in my stomach.