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Growler lifted his head, a cheeky smile on his face. He looked so carefree. Astrid wanted to make him smile like that all the time. “Is that right?”
“Yes.” She reached between them and found the button of his pants, her fingers fumbling around the plastic disc in her haste to get it undone.
A large hand closed over hers, halting her attempts. “I’ve got this.” Growler pressed another kiss against her mouth before he hauled himself from the bed. “Watch me,” he demanded.
Astrid couldn’t think of anything more she wanted to do. “You don’t have to ask me twice,” she responded as she scooted back on the bed and raised herself up on her elbows.
Slowly, Growler worked the button through the small slit in the fabric. Who knew such a small move could be so erotic? Or maybe it was because of the person doing the action. Whatever it was, she was here for it and more—like him releasing the zipper.
Her wish was answered, and the sound of the metal teeth disengaging was the sweetest sound she’d ever heard. Astrid was sure that he was tormenting her by taking his time. Heat pulled low in her belly, her panties getting damper with every passing second.
As he pushed the fabric down, she got her first glimpse of the power thighs she’d touched. Her mouth watered spying the outline of his hard length in his tight boxer briefs. Without thought, she moved to the edge of the bed, kneeling so that his pecs were at her eye level. Reaching out, she touched the hard muscles, following the ridges and valleys of his six-pack. Smoothing a finger down one side of the V that disappeared into the remaining thin black covering he wore.
“You are so beautiful,” she breathed out, leaning forward to place a kiss just above his belly button.
He hooked a finger under her chin, lifting it so that she had no option but to look him in the eye. “I want you so much, Comet.”
“Me too.” Reaching behind her, she pulled her bra off, then reached down and removed her panties, before lying on the bed, as bare as the day she was born. “I’m yours to take.”
Growler followed suit and removed his boxers, his cock springing out. “And I’m yours to take,” he murmured as he climbed on the bed and captured her mouth with his.
Astrid gave herself over to the kiss, losing herself in the myriad of sensations his touch brought to life. The musky scent of their arousal swirled around them.
Growler kissed his way down her body until he reached her pussy. Her body throbbed with need for him to kiss her there.
“Taste me, please,” she begged.
“Oh, I plan to.”
Astrid arched off the bed when his mouth closed over her, his tongue darting between her slick folds. “God, yes.”
Words weren’t possible after that. She gave herself over to the beauty of the moment. The way his mouth worshipped her clit while his fingers stroked lazily in and out. Heat consumed her, and she was sure she was going to explode into a ball of flames. Her fingers gripped the back of his head, keeping him between her legs. Sensation after wonderful sensation possessed her until she couldn’t fight it any longer, and her body shook with the violence of her release.
Growler lapped at her, never letting her fall from the high his mouth, tongue and fingers had created in her. Astrid panted hard, sure that she was about to pass out. As if he could tell that he’d pushed her to the limit, Growler pressed a soft kiss against her thigh.
“You good?’ he asked as he lay next to her, his finger drawing lazy circles on her stomach.
“Mhmm.” That was all she could manage at the moment. Her brain was mush.
Growler chuckled. “We’ve only just started, baby.”
Before she could form a response, he was back to kissing his way down her body, avoiding her pulsing clit. Part of her was disappointed, but the other part was glad for a few more seconds where she could put herself back together again.
As she was catching her breath, she was aware that Growler had moved away from her. She went to moan her annoyance when she heard the crinkle of a wrapper.
Protection.
At least one of them still had the good sense to think about the consequences of what they were doing.
Astrid opened her arms to him when he came over her, lowering the bottom half of his body against hers. The hard shaft of his cock resting on her thigh.
“Ready?” he questioned.
“More than.”
And she was. There was nothing more she wanted than for him to fill her up. To take her to the place his incredible mouth had taken her.
Growler took possession of her hand and guided it to where he rested. Her fingers closed around him, and she hummed low in her throat as she stroked up and down.
