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My cheeks heat at the mere memory, and my thighs clench around his involuntarily against the throbbing of my clit.
His grin grows even wider. “Thinking about the hallway?”
I duck my head to hide my embarrassment, trying to bury it against his shoulder, but he rolls me onto my back and settles over me, pinning my hands above my head and staring down at me with mischief gleaming in his gaze.
I release a little groan. “It's just so…I don't know. Embarrassing.”
He stills, his brow furrowing slightly. “Why is coming embarrassing?” He shifts my wrists into one hand and drags the other slowly down my body to my thigh, leaving goosebumps in its wake. He cups my exposed pussy in his large hand. “Nothing about what we did last night should embarrass you, Jack. Trust me, a woman squirting like that is the hottest fucking thing in the world.”
My entire body heats with his touch and the memories.
The elevator…
The hallway…
The chaise in the living room…
Then the bed in here…
How many times did we have sex?
Four?
Five?
I lost count of how many orgasms I had before the clock even ticked over past midnight, and I don't even want to think about how Nolan got so damn good at knowing a woman's body. Or why there was an unopened box of condoms waiting for us on the bedside table last night.
He shifts his hand and gently slips a finger inside me. I moan and tighten my thighs against his hand. Heat spreads from my core upward into my belly, a longing for something I can’t possibly need again when I still ache from last night.
A low, deep chuckle rumbles in his chest. “Sensitive this morning, sweetheart?”
“Uh-huh.”
He releases my wrists and slowly shifts down until his head is directly between my legs, the heat of his breath making my body clench, and he throws back the covers, exposing me for the first time in broad daylight. I try to squeeze my thighs closed against his hand again, but he spreads them carefully, like he’s opening something precious and to be appreciated.
“Nothing I haven't already seen, sweetheart. You're fucking beautiful, and I promise I'll be gentle on you.”
I laugh, shaking my head. “I don't think you even know what gentle means.”
He gapes in mock offense and then grins at me. “Well, now, I feel like I have to prove myself.”
“Oh, you don't have to prove anything. You more than proved everything you needed to last night.”
Far more than once.
He smirks and dips his head to glide his tongue ever so gently across my pussy. I groan at the sensation against my overly sensitive flesh. My abraded thighs from his beard last night still open more, though, and my hips buck up to meet him. The low rumble of satisfaction he issues vibrates through my thighs as he slowly spreads me open even more and glides his tongue through me again. So tenderly. So slowly. It's almost worse than the way he tortured me in the elevator. Not enough to really get me off. Just enough to toy with me. And he's proving his point.
Very well.
I dig my fingers into his hair and tug on it until he looks up at me
He lifts his head and licks his wet lips. “What's the matter, Jack?”
“You know…” I let out breathlessly.
One of his dark eyebrows wings up. “Do I?”
I nod vigorously. “Need more.”
