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The urge to plunge into her tight, wet heat was overwhelming. To fuck her so hard she’d forget about everything but me. To come inside her, claim her, and then hold her as she fell asleep in my arms.
I would do all of that. Eventually. For now, I wanted to play some more and make it that much better for my woman.
For my future wife, even if she didn’t know it yet.
Moving the vibrator down, I teased her pussy. One side and then the other before I thrust gently, with just the tip, and she spread her legs wider.
Her voice was breathless as she said, “I’m not sure how much more I can take of this, Nolan.”
“Oh, you can take more, baby. I know you can. I’m just getting started.”
And I smiled as I debated what to do next.
Chapter Forty-Two
Katie
From the moment Nolan had tied the blindfold, every touch, caress, or kiss was that much more intense.
Him just teasing my nipple, sucking it, and then playing with my pussy made me wet and hot and desperate.
But then he removed the vibrator, and I barely suppressed a whimper. Part of me wanted to reach out, pull him close, and tell him to make love to me already.
And yet, I liked not knowing what came next. Not seeing Nolan’s intention in his eyes.
Just wondering what he would do made me wetter.
“Why aren’t you doing anything? You can’t be done.”
“Oh, I’m far from done, baby. You’re not leaving this bed until you come. Several times.” He lightly fingered my entrance and then coated my clit with my wetness.
Even with just the brief brushing of fingers, I felt my orgasm building.
“We can play with the toy some more later. Because if I don’t taste you soon, I’ll die.”
His hot breath caressed my pussy, and I opened wider to him. As his warm hands rubbed my thighs, my heart raced and I throbbed everywhere.
One second, then another. Just as I was about to growl at him again, Nolan licked my clit slowly. It was brief, and yet pleasure shot through my whole body. The touch wasn’t enough to orgasm, but damn, it felt good.
His hot breath danced against my center as he said, “You taste so fucking good. But I need more, much more.”
I waited, breathing hard, my every nerve at the ready. Then his tongue lightly fucked my pussy, and I moaned. Each lick and lap and light nibble made me grab the blanket with my fingers harder.
But I didn’t want the blanket. I wanted—no, needed—to feel Nolan. I fumbled around until I found his head and dug my nails into his scalp. He growled loudly and fucked my entrance harder.
I arched and moved my hips, wondering if I could maybe come this way. Because if I didn’t orgasm soon, I might cry.
Then his touch was gone completely. I reached around, but didn’t find him. “Nolan? Where are you?”
“Here.”
Then his hands pulled me down the bed and my legs went over his shoulders. His hot breath danced across my center.
I didn’t have time to protest as he teased my clit with his tongue. Fast, then slow, and fast again. Always changing the tempo to keep me guessing, making me hotter, and I arched. “I’m close, Nolan. So close. Please.”
“Please, what? Tell me what you need, baby.”
“Make me come.”
