Where the Sun Hides (Seasons of Betrayal #1)(66)

“Yes, and I’m not a liar, Kaz.”

He didn’t act like she’d said a thing.

“Lift up,” he said, taking his hand away.

Violet wanted it back. “What?”

“Up, I said.”

She lifted up from his waist, and sighed the very second his hands traveled from her sides around to her backside. His fingers slid under the lace boy-shorts, his fingernails dragging across her skin as he pulled her closer.

Violet blinked, surprised when he fell down lower, moving his body beneath hers. His hands pushed against her ass again, making her hips tilt forward until she could feel every pulse of his warm breath hitting against the lace of her underwear.

“There we are,” he murmured.

Violet’s teeth cut into her lip as she hummed. “Better the longer your clothes stay on, huh?”

Kaz flashed his teeth in a wicked smile. “So much better.”

He lifted his head slightly, tipping his chin up, and instantly, Violet felt like she had to find purchase on something. He hadn’t even touched her, she was still covered by lace, but she just knew.

And then when his mouth was on her, covering her * over the lace, she was glad she had grabbed the back of the couch, and let her other hand thread into his hair. His tongue lapped at the material of her panties, and his teeth scraped over the same spot.

Testing.

Measured.

Slow.

A whine clawed its way out of her throat when she felt one of his hands move between her thighs. It wasn’t a heartbeat later before he’d swept the digit under her boy-shorts, his tongue lapped at her clit overtop the lace again, and bliss raced down her spine.

“God,” she breathed, tilting her hips into his mouth with another lick. “What are you waiting for?”

Kaz hummed a throaty sound against her body, his lips brushing against lace as he spoke. “Ask me.”

“For what?”

“You know what.”

Violet wet her lips, and let her eyes flutter closed. “You want to play the tease, then?”

“Not at all. I just want you to ask me for it, Violet. Ask for my mouth, my tongue, and my fingers. And I promise that you’ll get it all, and you’ll scream louder than you’ve ever done before.”

Jesus.

“Why do you make that sound so good?” she asked.

Because it was f*cking filthy.

“Ask,” he repeated.

She let out a hard breath when his finger slipped between her folds, smearing her arousal over her sex. Instantly, her eyes were back on him. He dragged that finger out from beneath the lace and up to his mouth. Hot all over, and burning up with every passing second, she watched his tongue strike out to taste her wetness.

The throaty sound of approval that he let loose was sinful.

“Please,” she whispered.

“Not what I wanted.”

Violet’s fingers tightened in his hair, but Kaz didn’t even react if it hurt him at all. “I want your mouth, and your fingers, and your tongue. I want you to eat me. I want to come.”

Kaz’s lips split wide, his gray eyes dropping hers and going right back to her panties. “Now … that’s what I wanted.”

Yeah, her too.

Violet didn’t get the chance to prepare for what he did next, because she was far too focused on watching his mouth when it came dangerously close to her body again. His left hand slipped down between her thighs with his other one. She felt cool air kiss her folds as he yanked the lace to the side, and then hot breath washed over her center.

The first flick of his tongue along the seam of her sex had her back straightening. The second made her shout. When his tongue stroked against her clit, and two fingers buried knuckle-deep into her * without warning, she was lost.

Feeling. That’s all there was.

Sensation.

The roughness of his stubble against her sensitive skin. His tongue driving into her throbbing clit. Fingers curling on the thrust and widening on the withdrawl.

Every time she sucked in a breath, his name followed it.

Each nip of his teeth to her folds made her shake.

“There,” she managed to say.

Kaz’s head lifted, just enough for his gaze to find hers. His fingers worked faster, his tongue flicked harder.

The coil twisted in her stomach, a pressure building at the base of her spine. She knew it was coming because the buildup left her weak and breathless long before the orgasm even crashed down.

But when it did …

When it did, she did exactly what he said she would.

Screamed.

So f*cking loud.





The darkness of the bedroom stared back at Violet as she blinked awake. For a second, it was unfamiliar, but the feeling didn’t last for long when a strong arm tightened around her waist, and pulled her into a warm, hard chest.

“Doing it again,” she heard Kaz rumble behind her.

“Doing what?”

“Moving. You mumble, too, when you sleep.”

Violet tilted her head when she felt his mouth skim the back of her neck, his fingers threading into her hair to keep it out of his way as he kissed her there, soft and insistent.

“I don’t share a bed very often,” she admitted.

Kaz chuckled. “Me, either.”

That wasn’t why she woke up, however.