Page 85 of Devil's Queen
Miss Blanche smiles wide. “There are two extra seats on our boat on account of the fact that Mr. and Mrs. Charles are too poorly to come with us. You two want to go with me?”
Beaux and Birdie look at me with pleading eyes, and I can’t resist their hopeful faces. “All right, but you two better behave,” I warn them. “No sticking your hands out to feed the alligators or anything crazy like that.”
They nod eagerly, their excitement contagious. Miss Blanche chuckles, clearly amused by their enthusiasm.
“You two go on and finish up your breakfast quickly now. We’ve only got about an hour until we have to meet at the church.”
As we finish our breakfast, my mind drifts back to the events of last night. The way Rem’s skin felt against mine, the softness of her lips as they pressed against mine. Despite the scolding from Miss Blanche, it was a reminder of just how lucky I am to have her in my life.
The kids shovel in breakfast and disappear down the hallway before reappearing not only dressed, but even Jellybean has on sunglasses. “We’re ready!” Miss Blanche heads out with the kids, leaving us fully alone for the first time since I came home from the hospital. The door is barely shut behind them before I drag her against me and kiss her.
Her lips are warm and soft, melding perfectly with mine as our mouths move in sync. I pull her closer, my hands sliding down to her waist, and she wraps her arms around my neck, deepening the kiss. Her taste lingers on my tongue, a delicious blend of the breakfast she cooked and the essence that is uniquely Rem.
We break apart, breathless but grinning like a couple of teenagers caught in a stolen moment. “You’re trouble, you know that?” she teases, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
“I could say the same thing about you.” I chuckle, resting my forehead against hers. “My favorite kind of trouble.”
Rem laughs, the sound a delightful melody that fills the room. “I’m glad I am.”
“Looks like we have the place to ourselves,” I comment with a wink. “No kids. No nosy neighbors.”
Rem raises an eyebrow, a mischievous glint in her eyes. “Are you suggesting what I think you’re suggesting?”
I pull her even closer, tracing circles on the small of her back with my fingertips. “Oh, I think you know exactly what I’m suggesting,” I reply huskily, my voice laced with desire. “We won’t get many chances like this. A queen like you deserves to be fucking worshiped.”
A slow smile spreads across Rem’s face as she leans in to whisper in my ear. “Then worship me.”
Before she can finish her sentence, I hoist her into my arms. It’s been a long time since we’ve had this kind of freedom or uninterrupted intimacy. I’m not about to squander any more time with her.
“Put me down. You’re still recovering, remember? I’m way over your twenty-pound weight limit.” She wiggles, trying to free herself out of my grasp, but I only pull her tighter against me.
“I’ll worry about that later,” I answer before carrying her toward the bedroom, our laughter filling the air. We stumble through the doorway, our bodies entangled in a passionate embrace as I press her back into the frame, my lips descending from her lips down to her neck. The peaks of her hard nipples push against her thin tank top. Rem sucks in a breath when my mouth rings one of them.
Her head falls back, a soft moan escaping her lips as I continue my assault on her sensitive flesh. She arches against me, her hands tangling in my hair, pulling me closer.
I carry her to the bed, letting her slide from my grasp. Rem watches me with darkened eyes, desire and love swirling within them. I discard my shirt, exposing my healed but still slightly scarred torso to her hungry gaze. Rem kneels and presses a soft kiss to each scar, leaving a trail of warmth and affection in her wake. I feel her hands fingering the waistband of my sweatpants. With a hard tug, she pulls them from my hips. My hardening cock, springing forward.
Rem peers up at me with hooded eyes and stares as she takes me into her warm, soft mouth. As she sucks me, it’s as if she is reclaiming and reinforcing her love for me. My hands run through her silky hair, gripping her head and guiding her movements down her perfect throat. A gagging sound comes from her, but she only sucks me in deeper.
“Do you like the way my cock tastes, Rem? The way it feels between your lips?”
I watch as Rem swallows me whole, her eyes never leaving mine. There’s a fire in them that mirrors the one burning within me. She pulls back, her perfect, sinful lips red and swollen. I see the lust and need in her eyes, and I can’t help but fucking feel the same. Rem could push me to my brink, and I’d still want fucking more. She pushes me onto my back and straddles me, her breath hot on my neck as she kisses her way down to my chest. Her hands trail down her own body, and I can’t help but groan as she wraps them around my pulsing cock.
“Fuck, Rem,” I whisper hoarsely. “Take it all.”
I can feel her tongue swirling around the head of my penis and her warm breath blowing over the sensitive skin. My hips begin to buck, thrusting into her mouth. I’m close. Too goddamn close. If I keep going, this will be over before it really begins.
I lean up, my hands going to her waist and hoisting her until she straddles my shoulders. My fingers trail up her thighs until they hook under her pajama shorts.
“Take them off,” I demand.
She obliges, sliding them down her thighs and off her legs before she settles back onto my shoulders. She spreads her legs wide, inviting me closer. I reach up and cup her mound, feeling her heat and wetness through her thin garments. Rem lets out a small moan, her eyes locked on mine.
“You’re so fucking wet, Rem,” I whisper, biting my lip as I rub her through her panties. “And you have no idea how badly I want to taste you.”
I groan as the scent of her arousal fills my nostrils, my body yearning to be closer to her. Rem moans again, her hips swaying to my touch. I slide my hands under her knees, lifting her ass and bringing her to my face. With one clean rip, I remove the barrier between us.
“If you keep that up, I won’t have any left,” she protests.