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I reached forward, parting her folds and passing my tongue up her slit, working my tongue inside her and smiling at the moan she let out that rippled all the way down her back, practically making the two of us vibrate with bottled-up need.
Bringing my tongue up, I focused my attention on her swollen clit, laving it with as much sensation as I could as I eased first one finger into her and then a second.
I knew she was close. The powerful muscles were tensing around my fingers, and I knew it was a matter of seconds before she tipped over the edge.
I turned and moved my fingers up, pressing them into that soft, powerful part of her that would trigger her inevitable fall.
“Oh fuck,” she said, her voice getting higher as her heel pressed into my back. “I—”
“That’s it, baby. Let it go,” I urged.
She tightened around my fingers, and I suddenly felt her toes curling into my hair as her words dissolved into a musical groan. That perfect taste flooded against my tongue, and I kept up the motion against her clit as the spasms went on and on against my fingers.
When they finally began to slow, I pressed a kiss to her inner thigh, allowing my lips to linger there in a gentle kiss that I dragged back up her center before looking at her.
Everything stopped for me in that instant as I took in her face, which seemed to be bathed in light. The glow didn’t come from the ugly overhead lights but rather from under her skin, from the neural connections that seemed to have all lit up at once.
I’d never seen anything so beautiful, and at that moment, I knew I’d do anything to keep seeing it for as long as possible.
Bending forward, I captured her lips, sucking gently on her mouth as she reached up and wrapped her arms around my neck.
“Hang on,” I said, bringing the fingers of one hand around so that she could undo the buttons that ran down my shirt.
She did, making short work of them, but she brought me even closer to her as she did it. At the same time, I couldn’t get my pants down fast enough.
I needed to be as close to her as possible—so close that we might as well be connected.
I pulled my other hand back and forced my pants down, so they pooled around my ankles before toeing them off. There was nothing in the world but her.
“Please,” she moaned into my ear. “Please, Spencer. I need you.”
I needed her, too, more than I ever had. These were words I had never used with a woman, and I know they weren’t words used by her. I wanted women; I never needed them, emotionally anyway.
Through the dim haze that she cast over my senses, I realized I was now as naked as she was and that my tip was grazing over her entrance, mingling my moisture with hers.
“Spencer,” she said, her voice suddenly much less airy than I’d heard. “Stop fucking with me and fuck me. Immediately.”
I laughed, running my teeth against her lip. I pushed into her, luxuriating in drawing out the stroke as long as I possibly could. I willed myself to linger in the feeling of her, both in the familiarity of her wrapped around me and the new understanding that had sprung up between us.
When I was finally inside her, I paused, lingering at her very center as she brought one foot up and draped it around me, grazing my ass and lower thigh with her toes.
I shut my eyes as she closed around me, the feeling of tightness so exquisite that I could barely take moving, and instead allowed my need for her to vibrate all through my muscles.
When I opened my eyes, my gaze immediately found hers, her blue eyes fixed on mine as she watched me intently. Except now, there was more than focus in her stare: there was a deep passion that I’d never seen before. It went beyond the burning lust I’d gotten so good at recognizing and beyond the pleasure I’d gotten to be an expert at wringing from her.
No, there was a sweetness that lay beyond this desire. It was as if I could see through the clear blue of her eyes and into her heart. It reached into me, wrapping its fingers around my heart in a way that hurt me so sweetly.
I reached down and wound my fingers with hers, bringing her hand above her head as I pulled out, almost to my tip, and drove into her again. We groaned in tandem, and I captured her mouth with mine as I sped up my movements.
I didn’t need her to tell me that she was close. I could feel how her breaths were speeding up and how she grazed her lips down my neck to my chest.
“I’m already there,” she said, “again. Come with me, baby.”
Her use of the endearment she’d never used until this moment didn’t escape my notice, and I picked up speed as I moved inside her.
“Don’t stop,” she gasped. “Don’t stop, Spencer.”
“I don’t plan to,” I said, feeling the release gathering at the base of my spine as I continued my movements.
