Georgia's POV
"You're annoying!" I snapped, but the way my voice shook completely ruined the effect.
Nick only laughed, that sinful sound vibrating straight into my bones. He gripped my thighs, spreading them wide before gently guiding me higher onto the bed.
"Shh… open up for me, wife," he murmured, eyes darkening. "I'm not done tasting you."
Before I could even breathe, he lowered himself between my legs. His gaze flicked up, hot, wicked, promising everything, and then his tongue touched me.
Air punched out of my lungs.
"Ah! Nick…" I moaned, grabbing the hand that held my thigh in place as my body arched into his mouth.
That first slow stroke of his tongue felt like a spark that exploded inside me, rushing heat through every inch of my body. And he didn't stop, he licked me again… and again… each stroke deeper, firmer, filthier, until my moans spilled out uncontrollably.
