Fake Dating My Ex's Hockey Star Brother (Maya Scott) novel Chapter 207

Chapter 67

JUSTIN’S POV

When Allison pulls back, tears staining her cheeks, I cup her face and wipe them away. My forehead rests against hers, my chest rising and falling.

I have a thousand things to say and no idea where to start.

I want to tell her I’ve imagined this moment more times than I can count. I’ve imagined hearing those words from her so often that there were nights I thought I was losing my mind.

I want to tell her there isn’t a single thing about her I don’t love. Not one. Every messy, stubborn, beautiful

part of her has lived in my heart for longer than she knows.

Despite all this, I settle for, “Allison, you’re everything I’ve ever wanted.”

Her glossy eyes crinkle as she smiles, but before she can say anything, I press my lips to hers.

For a heartbeat, she stiffens. Then she melts against me completely. Her arms wind around my neck, her fingers threading through my hair, and she kisses me back with an intensity that matches mine, like she’s been holding everything in for just as long, waiting for a moment like this to finally let it all out.

My thumbs stroke along her jaw as I hold her face, and when I catch her bottom lip, she sighs softly into my mouth, a warm sound that vibrates against my lips and shoots straight into my c**k.

When we break apart just enough to breathe, her exhale trembles against my mouth.

slide my hands down her sides, mapping the dip of her waist, and she shivers, a small gasp slipping from

her lips.

‘Come here,” I murmur, guiding her backward until the backs of her knees hit the edge of the bed.

She sinks down willingly, pulling me with her so I end up braced over her, one knee between her thighs. Her legs part instinctively and I settle there, letting her feel exactly how hard I am, how long I’ve been hard for her and her breath hitches again.

I kiss her once more but lazily, taking my time to taste her before working my way down. I trail soft kisses down her jaw, throat and the sensitive spot just below her ear that makes her fingers tighten in my hair. I continue, grazing her collarbone and the swell of her breast over the neckline of the top she’s wearing. I tug the fabric aside with my teeth, kiss the skin I uncover, and she arches against me, offering more.

When I reach her stomach I hook my fingers into the waistband of her leggings and pause, looking up at her. Her chest rises and falls fast, her pupils blown wide,

“You good, baby?” I ask, kissing her knee.

She nods her head quickly.

I peel her leggings down slowly, taking her underwear with them. She lifts her hips to help and I drag

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everything off her legs, tossing them somewhere behind me. Then she’s bare from the waist down and I have to take a second just to look, like really look at her even though I’ve seen how beautiful she is many

times. Soft curls, flushed skin, and she’s so sloppy wet I can see from here. My mouth waters.

Lowering myself, I kiss the inside of her knee first, then trail slow kisses along the warm skin of her inner thigh. She trembles, her fingers clutching the sheets and digging in. I freeze, my mouth still pressed to the

sensitive skin a few inches from where I want to be most.

“Allison.” I lift my head. “Hey. You okay?”

Her eyes are glassy, her cheeks flushed dark. She bites her lip and nods, but the shaking doesn’t stop.

“Talk to me,” I say gently, smoothing my palm along the outside of her thigh to steady her.

She swallows and her voice comes out small. “No one’s… no one’s ever done this. To me.” She admits.

For a second I don’t say anything. Then something possessive surges through me….not jealousy, exactly, but the realization that I get to be the first. That Sean was either too selfish or too stupid to worship her

properly.

I crawl back up just enough to kiss her mouth again. “Then let me show you what you’ve been missing.”

Her laugh is shaky but she nods.

I slide back down, hooking her legs over my shoulders. She tenses at first, her thighs clamping around my ears but I stroke her hips, her sides, murmuring against her skin until she relaxes fraction by fraction. When she finally lets her knees fall open wider, I reward her with a long, slow lick from her entrance to her clit.

She jerks like she’s been shocked and a choked sound escapes her throat.

do it again, slower this time and letting her feel every drag of my tongue, every curl around her clit before

seal my lips over it and suck gently.

‘Oh-Justin-”

Her hands fly to my hair, gripping hard. I groan against her at the pull, the vibration making her hips buck before I clamp my forearms across her pelvis, holding her down so I can take my time.

eat her like I’m starving: flat tongue, pointed flicks, circles, and dragging strokes that end with a swirl

over her clit.

Fuck, she tastes incredible, better than anything I’ve ever imagined and I’m already addicted. I lap at her greedily, chasing that perfect taste, but no matter how much I get, it only makes me hungrier for the next pull, the next flood of her against my lips.

Every time her thighs start to shake harder I ease off just enough to keep her teetering, then dive back in deeper. Her wetness coats my chin and my lips and I drink her down.

As I push my tongue deeper, she’s right on the edge, her body locked tight, and breaths coming in little

pants. I feel the exact moment she starts to tip over.

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Slowly, I pull back, my lips hovering just above her clit, and she whines, her hips chasing my mouth.

I smirk. “How’s it feel, baby? First time anyone’s had their mouth on you like this… tell me.”

Her eyes flutter open. “Justin-” I drag my tongue over her and she jerks. “Too much.”

“Yeah?” I lift my head again. “Tell me more. Tell me exactly how good my tongue feels.”

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She shudders hard, her thighs trembling around my shoulders. “I’ve never…please, Justin, more, I need more, I’m gonna-”

Before she can finish, her fingers tighten in my hair and she yanks my head back down, grinding herself

against my mouth like she can’t wait another second.

I dive back in, but no teasing this time. I seal my lips over her clit, sucking hard, my tongue thrusting fast.

One hand threads through hers so she can crush my fingers and the other pins her hips so she has to take

every stroke, every pull, and every swirl.

She’s loud now, her gasps turning into whimpers, then turning into broken little cries of my name. Her hips try to chase my mouth even though I’ve got her pinned.

When I feel her start to climax, when her whole body locks tight and her breath stutters, I wrap my lips

around her clit and suck harder.

She comes apart with a sob.

Her thighs clamp around my head, back bowing off the bed, and fingers yanking my hair so hard my scalp stings. I don’t stop. I keep licking her through it, softer now, and coaxing every last tremor out of her until she’s whimpering from overstimulation and weakly pushing at my forehead.

Panting, I kiss her thigh, then crawl back up her body.

Her eyes are dazed, cheeks wet again, and lips parted. She looks wrecked in the best way.

I kiss her deep so she can taste herself on my tongue and she moans into my mouth, her hands fumbling for my boxers.

“Inside,” she breathes against my lips. “Please. I need you inside me.”

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