With Every Breath (Wanderlust #1) by Lia Riley

Author:Lia Riley [Riley, Lia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, New Adult
Publisher: Grand Central Publishing
Published: 2015-12-27T16:00:00+00:00

17

RHYS

The skin on the inside of Auden’s elbow is soft, and I can’t quit skimming my finger over it even as she trembles. When she’s close, I feel better. More settled. I’m never comfortable in my own skin unless I’m pushing myself to the limits. This girl’s a shot of novocaine, dulling the gnawing, relentless grief inside me. “Before we leave, I want the truth from you.”

“Ask me anything,” she whispers.

I take my time studying her face. “Was no’ intending to talk.”

“Oh?” Her gaze gives nothing away. No small feat with those expressive blue eyes.

“Although saying ‘Yes, good,’ ‘Right there,’ or ‘Rhys, you are a fucking god’ will be acceptable.”

“Sorry, Charlie.” Her lips form a ghost of a smile. “My condoms are in the clearing with my backpack.”

I shake my head. “We moved ahead of ourselves yesterday, and I’m easily jealous. I want you mentally with me, not wandering back to your past.”

She wrinkles her brow. “I don’t understand.”

“Forget what you think you know about sex, lass, how it can be between a man and a woman. All those past failed experiences. You are going to show me the truth of you, right here, before we take one more fucking step out of this valley.” I unbutton her pants and she cants her hips, allowing me to tug them to her knees. I could strip them off. No doubt she expects me to, but the idea of restricting her movement appeals. This way she can spread for me, but only a little. She’ll need to focus down to the micromovements. Pay attention to every detail.

I step back and take my time looking my fill. Her head is down, turned shyly away. How can she not understand that she’s stunning?

“Look at me.” Let her see how badly I want her.

She doesn’t move. “Um, I feel a little exposed over here.”

“Because your pussy is bared to me.”

She flinches, a bolt of hectic color shooting across her cheeks.

“You don’t like me talking like that?” I press.

“Um.” She clears her throat. “I’ve never had anyone talk dirty to me. Especially not using p… You know, those kinds of words.”

“Pussy?”

She makes an uncomfortable face.

“Do you prefer cunt?” I ask softly.

Her head snaps back. “Jesus. No. God.”

“You didn’t strike me as the type. What about fanny?”

She chokes on a giggle. “Sounds like someone’s grandmother.”

“Muff?”

“Cute, if you’re a poodle.” She tries to close her knees, and I catch them, keeping them spread.

“So what, then?”

She shifts her weight. “If you insist, I guess circle back to pussy because I can’t hang with vagina even though it’s probably the most mature.”

“Vagina comes from the Latin word vaginae, which means ‘sheath,’ or ‘scabbard.’”

“A sheath for a sword?” She sounds incredulous.

“Exactly.”

She lets out a huffy breath. “Why can’t women get the equivalent of cock? It’s not fair. You can’t go wrong with cock. The word is like a little black dress, always ready to party.”

“We’re off subject.” Her pussy, cunt, muff, whatever we’re going with, is in plain view, and I haven’t come remotely close to looking my fill.

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