Lush (The King Cousins Book 1) (The King Brothers 4) Page 30
She stands before me in nothing but her lace panties, the dress too thin to allow the addition of a bra. I groan again, my entire body swaying toward her. A flush steals over her skin, her arms slip from my shoulders as if to cover herself.
“Don’t you dare,” I growl, sinking to my knees before her. “Don’t you dare hide such perfection from me.”
“Noah,” she gasps as my arms come around her, drawing her stomach against my mouth. My tongue licks the valley of her navel and a long, low moan escapes her.
“Christ,” I whisper against her skin. “Let me worship you. Let me worship every glorious inch of you.”
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