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She arched into the move, gasping as I grazed my teeth over it before moving to the next breast and doing the same until both her nipples were peaked and rosy for me.

“Mmm,” I said, taking a moment to look my fill. Her chest rose and fell with her quick breaths, her eyes swirling with need. I dipped my head again, kissing her breasts before moving down her stomach, gently pushing her back until her spine kissed the mattress.

I kissed my way over her hips, along the warm, satiny skin of her thighs, before finally tugging the lace covering her down her legs. My cock twitched at the sight of the long strip of curls that did nothing to hide that she was already glistening for me.

I wrapped my hands around her thighs, spreading her just a fraction wider before dipping my head and licking her with one, swift flick.

“Wes,” she moaned at the single touch, her thighs clenching on either side of my head.

I smiled confidently, and did it again, this time slower. She arched into my mouth, chasing her pleasure as I lapped at her, relishing her heady flavor on my tongue.

Fuck, she tasted like a dream. Sounded like one too, especially when she whimpered with unchecked need.

It was like a shot of pleasure straight to my cock, hearing how responsive she was to my tongue, my touch. I took my time with her, lapping and teasing until her clit was nice and swollen for me. Then I circled the sweet little nub with the tip of my tongue, savoring her cry of pleasure as her fingers speared into my hair.

“Wes,” she groaned, and I smiled against her warmth as she did her best to arch up and get the pressure she so desperately needed.

Fuck one night, I was going to keep her here forever.

“Impatient, are we?” I asked, ensuring that she felt the vibrations from my voice against her pussy.

“Yes,” she snapped, and I laughed against her, dragging my tongue from her center all the way to her clit and back again.

“Have you ever been edged before, baby?” I asked, kissing her clit soft enough for her to feel it but not hard enough to shove her over the edge.

“No,” she admitted, and I fucking felt a drop of pre-come bead on the tip of my aching dick.

Goddamn, I was going to be her first in this regard and that meant more to me than I knew possible. I turned my head, kissing the inside of her thigh, and her grip tightened in my hair, sending bolts of electricity across my body.

“The thing about it is,” I said, kissing her other thigh before splitting her with my tongue again. “It’s about tension. It’s about me dancing you right up to the edge of release, only to walk you away from it.” I kissed her clit one more time before shifting higher, reaching one hand up to massage her breast, my other hand sweeping through her wetness.

“Oh?” she asked, half a question and half a moan.

“Yes,” I said, gently sliding in one finger, then another. “We’ll do this dance until you can’t stand it,” I explained, moving up her body to hover over her. I dragged my nose along the seam of her neck, curling my fingers inside her with the softest of pressure. “And when I do let you come?” I asked, kissing the line of her jaw, stopping at the shell of her ear. “It’ll be so hard you won’t be able to walk properly after.”

She shivered in my embrace, turning her head so she could capture my mouth. I pumped my fingers inside her, and was rewarded by her moaning into my mouth. Fuck, she was drenched and completely ready to fire.

Gently, I slid my fingers out of her, pushing off the bed to stand beside it.

She whimpered, but quickly stopped when she saw me unbuttoning my shirt. I peeled it off, using the time to let her go from a boil to a simmer. If I only had her just this once, then I was going to make sure I made it so good for her she’d never be able to forget it.

My clothes joined hers in the pile on the floor, and I swear my chest puffed out a fraction at the sight of her taking me in. I’d never been so happy to have installed a home gym at my estate as she looked over me with an almost starved look.

“Wes,” she said appreciatively. “Wow.” She shifted on the bed, scooting back as I climbed atop it.

“You’re a dream, Brynn,” I said, shifting my thigh between hers as I settled over her. She was slick against me, and it took everything in my power to not immediately hop off the bed and grab a condom. I may have bought a box after what happened in Iceland between us, just in case. I was nothing if not prepared.

I kissed her again, loving the mixture of her flavor in our kiss, and ran my fingers teasingly down her skin. Chill bumps raised everywhere I touched, everywhere I kissed as I memorized every stunning inch of her body. She was better than any fantasy, better than anything I could’ve imagined in the years I’d spent picturing this exact moment.

“Wes,” she moaned into my mouth as my fingers found her pussy again. She jerked at the gentle touches, letting me know everything I needed with just the little move. She was oversensitive and needy, just the way I wanted her. “I can’t take anymore,” she said, a plea in her tone. “Please, Wes.”

I curled my fingers against her, and she shivered, her body hot and flushed against mine. My dick was rock hard and aching, the two of us stretched out so tightly it wouldn’t take much for either of us to snap.

I grinned down at her, kissing her breasts a few more times before I maneuvered myself off the bed.

Brynn groaned, her chest rising and falling from where she laid on her back. “You’re impossible,” she said, shaking her head. “I feel like we’ve been skydiving for an hour with no end in sight.”

I smirked, ripping open the foil packet and rolling the condom onto my dick.

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