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I couldn’t stand it any longer. Wrapping my arms around her waist, I pulled her flush against me.
“You were never lost, Bellezza. I’ve always seen you.”
“I know. It’s why I love you so much.”
She leaned forward and pressed her lips to mine. The kiss caught fire in an instant as weeks of sexual tension exploded into a billion embers.
“Please, Luc.”
“Fuck, babe. I love you.”
EMORY
HIS MOUTH CRASHEDinto mine, drinking me in while at the same time stealing the breath from my lungs. My arms circled his neck when his hands drifted to my ass and pulled me impossibly closer. I don’t know who moved first, but suddenly it felt as if we were a part of a choreographed dance; one we’d practiced for years. Our steps were perfectly in sync as we edged closer to the bedroom.
The back of my knees hit the side of the bed at the same time his hands grasped the bottom of my shirt, breaking our kiss long enough to pull it over my head. Slowly, he reached around to unclip my bra, sliding the straps down each arm until the garment was in a heap on the floor. Next, he kissed a line from my chin to my belly until he was kneeling in front of me. Without preamble, he dragged my yoga pants and underwear down to my ankles, tapping each leg in turn, as they quickly joined my bra in a pile. Before I knew it, I stood before him in all my glory.
My first instinct was to cover myself, to hide my imperfections from his view. Then he looked at me with such raw hunger in his eyes, I practically forgot my own name.
“You are fucking perfection,” he growled. “Hop on the bed. Legs apart.”
My thighs were slick with excitement as I scrambled backward, eager to do his bidding. I lost his eyes briefly when––in a move I’d only read about before––he reached behind his neck and lifted his shirt over his head. He kicked off his shoes and socks then when his hands went to his waist, I raised up on my elbows to get a better view. His gaze came to mine and he winked while he slowly drew his belt through the loops of his jeans, the heavy buckle clanging against the floor.
While he’d seen me practically naked, on more than one occasion, I hadn’t been gifted the same. The air whooshed out of my lungs when he dropped his pants. He was long, hard, and so incredibly thick. My pussy pulsed with need while I contemplated how the hell he was going to fit inside me.
“Lie back, Emory.”
His sexy voice caused another gush of moisture to leave my body. It was almost embarrassing how wet I was, but as he crawled between my thighs, nudging my legs farther apart with his wide shoulders, I didn’t have a care in the world. I lost his eyes when his head descended and he devoured me like I was the best meal he’d ever had. By the time his tongue hit my clit, I was seeing stars. Two fingers breached my core as he took my little bundle of nerves between his lips and sucked hard. The groan had barely left my mouth when my back bowed off the bed; a powerful orgasm seizing control of my body.
“Goddamn, you taste good,” he grunted, licking his lips.
I couldn’t move, couldn’t breathe. My toes were still tingling when he licked his way up my body until he reached my breasts. He circled a nipple with his tongue before drawing it into his mouth.
“Oh God,” I cried out, grabbing a fistful of sheets.
Switching to the other side, he continued to torture me with his wicked mouth. His cock twitched where it lay against my thigh, and my hips began to move, searching for more. I was so lost in the sensation of it all, I startled when he shifted his weight to a forearm and moved his other hand between us.
“Are you ready for me?” he asked, running his length through my wetness.
“Please,” I begged.
He started to move forward, then stopped abruptly with only the tip inside of me.
“I didn’t plan for this to happen tonight, so I don’t have protection.”
“I’m on the pill and I’m clean,” I blurted.
Bending down, he took my mouth as he filled me with one thrust. It was too much, yet not enough. My eyes rolled back in my head as I felt him slowly withdraw, then piston forward again.
“Damn, Bellezza,” he moaned. “You’re so fucking tight.”
He reached out with one hand, gripping the headboard for leverage as his powerful hips began to slam into me over and over. The feel of him moving over me––in me–– was indescribable. It was unlike anything I’d ever experienced before and never would again. He’d completely ruined me.
Suddenly, he pulled out, flipped me onto my stomach like a rag doll and lifted me to my knees. Just as quickly, he was inside me again, moving hard and fast. He was impossibly deep this way, almost painful, yet I wanted him deeper.
Squeezing my ass, he growled, “I love how your pussy takes my cock. You were fucking made for me.”
Between his filthy words and the pounding I was taking, my second climax of the night was building rapidly.
