"What are you doing?" She asks.

"Take your swimsuit off," I tell her softly, "and lie on the bed, Emery."

I've never done anything romantic with a woman who is drunk, but I don't have to get pleasure out of this. I'm her boyfriend, and part of that responsibility means being there and helping her when she's upset. I'll do what Liam never did for her. I'll show her what being the center of someone's world feels like if it's the last thing I do.

She strips down to nothing, kicking her swimsuit to the side, and does what she's told, relaxing on the mattress. "I wasn't trying to..." Her bottom lip trembles for the second time tonight. "You don't have to do this."

I press my head between her thighs, inhaling the scent of salt water and sunscreen before I glance up, making eye contact with her. She's propped herself up on her elbows, staring in fascination when I begin to kiss and lick her inner thighs. "I want you to listen to what I'm about to tell you, okay?"

She nods breathlessly, squirming with anticipation.

"This will never be a chore for me, Emery. I used to fantasize about your pussy for years. I would dream of what your face would look like if I ever got the chance to make you come. Now that you're mine? There's no one else I'd ever get on my knees for but you. It's an honor and a privilege to worship you, Emery Clark, and I'll do so again and again until you believe it. I'll reiterate and reassure you as many times as your heart desires because when I agreed to be your boyfriend, I took it seriously. You're more than a one-night stand. You're more than just a body, but I'll please it if that's what it takes for you to realize how important you are. I am more than confident in saying you're the only woman in the world for me, and if you'd let me, I'd already be down on one knee."

"Everett—"

"I'm not scared of forever with you. I'm not afraid of what others will think. Even if my family disapproved of you, which they don't, by the way, I'd still love you without any questions asked. I refuse to fuck you in the dark because you're perfect, and I want to see every single inch of you when I'm inside of you. That will never change. You could gain weight or lose weight, and I would still think you're the most fascinating human in the entire world. You don't understand the hold you have on me, not in the slightest, but I'll put in the work every single day to make sure that one day, you will."

Emery is speechless, tears brimming in her eyes, but I don't give her the time to reply before I ask, "Now I'm going to lick you until you can't keep your eyes open. Is that okay?"

With a slight nod, still speechless, she settles back on the mattress, and I immediately get to work. This isn't a moment for teasing, not when she's feeling so emotional, so I give her my best, sinking my tongue into her sweet, sweet pussy. The entire time, I keep my hands on the place she's most insecure about, rubbing gentle circles on her stomach as I eat the hell out of her cunt.

Her screams of pleasure fill the hut, and even after she comes, I'm finger fucking her through it, sucking her clit and breathing through my nose, entirely out of breath. Her fingers sink into my hair to tug on the ends as she calls out my name from being so sensitive, but I'm so worked up in pleasing her that I refuse to stop. I want her to forget any doubts Liam filled her head with. I want to show her that I'm different. I will never be ashamed of her.

"Everett!" She laughs in disbelief, her back arched and her head thrown back. I keep my lips wrapped around her clit, flicking my tongue in torturous strokes. The sight of her spread before me like this is a fucking work of art. It makes me want to taste her even more, so I run my tongue down her slit, into her ass, then back up. 

The noise that comes out of her mouth is otherworldly.

"You like that, baby?" I ask, muffled by her pussy.

"It feels—Oh my god. Yes!" She cries out when I delve my tongue into her ass, so I do it again, continuing to finger her pussy and curling in just the right spot to make her come.

Emery is never afraid to let me know what she wants, so it's a major turn-on when she grips my hair to move my lips back to her pussy, forcing me to replace my fingers with my tongue right before she comes. The wetness crashes against my face, and I'm fucking drowning in her cunt, lapping every bit of her up.

"Ev," she whimpers. Her thighs are shaking by the sides of my head while I continue to lick her, never easing up.

"You're still talking," I mutter. Rising from the floor, I crawl onto the bed beside her and roll onto my back. "Come fuck my tongue, baby."

"I...I can't." She shakes her head, completely breathless.

"You sure? You haven't thought about fucking this piercing of mine?" I stick my tongue out for emphasis, knowing the piercing is shining from her come only seconds ago. Her pupils dilate as she focuses on it, and with a huff, she's on her knees, hovering next to my face.

"I...I'll suffocate you like this," she says.

"You won't."

"Ev, I—"

Pulling her onto me without a second thought, I place my tongue right on her clit, and watching her like this...holy fuck.

All her insecurities seem to vanish when she starts to grind, slipping my tongue inside her to ride it. My piercing slides against her walls with ease, all her wetness dribbling down my chin. Her thighs are keeping me enclosed, but the warmth of her is intoxicating. My eyes are hooded with lust as I watch her tits bounce from the grinding, and the section of her stomach recoils with every thrust of her hips.

Emery glances behind her, moaning before she says, "You're so hard, Ev."

My cock is pitching a painful tent in my shorts, straining against the fabric, but this night isn't about me. It's about her.

"Make yourself come," she pleads.

I shake my head, eyebrows furrowing from the pleasure when she strokes the entire length of it, rubbing the tip with her thumb. She drags her hand back down, continuing to roll her hips to move against my tongue. "Fuck, that's hot," she says. "I'm going to make you come in your shorts, Ev."

I protest again, shaking my head, but she thumbs my tip again, and my eyes roll to the back of my head. I want to tell her that this isn't about me, but I'm rendered speechless by her cunt and the continuous wetness flooding my tongue.

"Fuck, this is going to make me come," she pants, giving my cock another long tug. "Does it feel good?"

I grunt from the pleasure, bucking my hips to meet her hand. Nothing has ever felt so sensational. The blood is roaring in my ears, the pressure building at the base of my spine, and just for a second, I can see our future. Kids running around our feet, dancing with each other in the kitchen, watching her walk down the aisle...

Although her body looks impeccable right now, my release stems from the promise of our future. Knowing that I plan on making her mine forever and giving her plenty more of these nights tilts me over the edge, and I come in my shorts, per her request, my hips jerking as I try to take deep breaths through my nose.

The sight of my release has her coming right on my tongue, but this time? She squirts, and the moan that leaves my mouth is one of pure ecstasy. My face and neck are soaked, and my shorts get even wetter from the fucking taste of her. I can't stop licking her, desperate for more, but she finally rolls off of me onto her back, staring at the ceiling in disbelief.

We both aren't sure what to say. I mean, what can we say? She just... I mean, I just made her...

"I think I fell in love with the bracelet even more," she whispers.

A smile instantly falls on my face. "Trust me, I did too."

"I'm stone-cold sober now."

I turn my head to face her. "Really?"

"Really. But also so, so..." She yawns, stretching her arms behind her head. "So fucking tired. I need to shower again, but I'm not being dramatic when I say I don't think I can walk."

Rising from the bed, I tug her into my arms to carry her to the bathroom, and after we're done showering, I lay her back on the mattress, pulling the comforter over her naked body to tuck her in. "Do you have a headache?" I ask. Despite how annoyed the question makes me, I care about her more than admitting I took a piece of advice from Liam.

"Yes, actually. How'd you know?"

"Liam," I reply bitterly. Heading into the bathroom, I grab the complimentary Advil from the medicine cabinet. "He said you get them after you drink." Once I'm back in the room, I open the mini-fridge for a bottle of water, bringing both of the objects over to her.

She peers up at me skeptically. "Are you mad?"

"Why would I be mad?"

"I just... You know..." She lifts her hand with the medicine. "I know it can't be easy for you, either. Navigating this with Liam here is difficult for both of us, but we'll figure it out. Once the wedding is over, we'll tell him, and then nothing will stand in our way."

I fight the urge to ask what will happen if he disapproves of us being together. Is her love for Liam stronger than her love for me? Will their years of friendship trump our mere months of figuring out our relationship? It seems as if our future is dependent on Liam's response to the news, and I don't like it. Not one bit.

"I'm not mad," I reply, climbing into the bed beside her. "Just tired."

If Liam's refusal means the end of us, I'm not ready to find out just yet. I'd rather bask in these final moments with her and soak them up, which is why I pull her close, letting her head fall on my chest rather than ask.

"I love being in your arms," she admits. "Nothing feels better."

I kiss the top of her head, fighting to keep my insecurities in the pot that's been on the back burner to stay in place, but it's close to boiling over, and soon, I won't be able to hide my doubts about her and Liam's past relationship for much longer.

"My arms were made for you, sweetheart," I whisper into her ear. Minutes later, when her soft snoring fills the silence, I add, "I love you more than life itself."

Author's Note:

I love them SO much

My heart is so full

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