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I feel my hips begin to grind down on his leg; I realize quickly that my body is betraying me.

Do I want this? Even after all that’s happened?

My mind is swirling. I know that he’s my mate; I know that what’s happening is completely natural in the grand scheme of things. After all, we have Maddie; this is far from our first dance. But still, as my body aches for him, I can’t help but wonder …

Is this what I want?

Finding my lips again, I feel him nibble at me slowly between each lick.

Eli lets go of my hands, and they fall naturally, “No,” he commands, eyes staring intensely into mine, “Put them back where they belong,” he growls before taking a fistful of my hair. His sudden splurge of roughness is unexpected, but I feel the way my clit begins to squeeze and writhe in the agony of lust.

I moan as I feel Eli’s free hand begin to travel down my belly, a tender carry in such stark contrast to the grip he has on my head, “Mmm, I can smell your want, little lilac.” He taunts me, and I invite it. I have never wanted to be taken so fully and completely in my life.

“It’s been a long time since you needed this, hasn’t it?” He hums into the nape of my neck, inspiring goose bumps to rise over my entire body.

Removing his knee, I watch in tantalizing suspense as he adjusts his full form to be on top of me. I gaze up, locked into the depth of his eyes, captivated by his lust for me. His hands once again find mine, his tongue thrusting deep into my wanting mouth until slowly he begins to work his way down between my bare breast, cold, hardened by the chill on the air.

I feel my body trembling; I can’t control it. Every move he makes, I want to scream, take me! Please!” but for now, I remain submissive, open to whatever pleasure he wants to gift to me.

My eyes closed, my mind is a fever dream, as his soft lips collide with the red-pink of my nipples. I gasp as he takes a nip before soothing the sting with slow pulsating sucks.

“Mmm, these tits taste so good,” he moans, his baritone voice vibrating through me. Do you like the way I kiss your tits, Quinn?”

“Mmm, yeah,” is all I can manage because, truly, he has me lost for words as the girth of his swollen member nudges against my pulsating clit.

“Please,” I plead breathlessly, “Please give it to me.”

“Hmm, my little kitten needs to be fed? Is that it? Is your pretty pussy hungry?”

Lost to all my rational senses, I feel my legs open up; I’m unable to control my hips from breaking down, searching desperately for the relief that I knew was close.

My want doesn’t deter Eli, though; he remains focused on the slow suckling of my nipples, twirling one in his mouth with a strong tongue while pinching and massaging the other.

“Is that what you want, baby?” he teases, gyrating his massive girth just hard enough to make me moan. I didn’t realize it until then, but my fingernails are carving into the muscle breadth of his back.

He doesn’t flinch, but now I know that he’s got me exactly where he wants me.

“I like it when you beg me, lillac,” he coos, his lips now making their way to my navel, where he gives gentle kisses. “Tell me some more.”

My mind is in a frenzy, but I search for the one thing that comes to the forefront of my mind, “I want you,” I breathe out in ecstasy.

“Mm, do you?” he licks in slow circles, inching closer and slower toward my gushing crevice.

“Ooh,” I whine, shimming harder to find his rock-solid cock. “Please, baby, please.”

I feel him stiffen even more, but he doesn’t give in, not yet. Instead, his fingers continue to fondle my nipples, a perfect rhythmic dance with the wetness of his kisses.

“What do you want me to do, Quinn?”

I feel the force of his fingers thrust inside me, and I clench down on them, gasping at the unexpected intrusion.

“Tell me,” He forces, taking his fingers out now, kissing slowly in the crease of my thigh, “tell me what you want, baby.”

“Fill me!” I plead, now feeling the insane want of his cock, knowing I’ve turned into a sex-crazed lunatic.

“How does this pussy taste?” he smiles; I feel his eyes boring through me now, “Is it a yummy pussy?” he spits forcefully on my already soaking pink heat, thrusting his fingers unceremoniously deep inside me once more. I bear down; a guttural moan escapes my lips. Suddenly, I feel the force of his fingers in my mouth.

“Suck on them, baby,” he soothes. “Suck on your flavors.”

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