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The stark contrast between the cool ice and the searing heat of his mouth set my oversensitive nerves on blazing fire, making me scream. The ice was discarded, and he splayed my thighs wide open as his mouth started working me with a relentless hunger that made me shudder and moan. Over and over and over again.
“Look at what you’ve done to me, pretty girl,” he murmured into my center before spoiling it with another string of agonizingly slow and thorough licks. “I should punish you for tasting so fucking sweet.”
I whimpered his name, my fingers digging into his hair as my hips began to grind against his mouth with shameless need. I was getting close, the tension in my stomach coiling unbearably tight. And the more I said his name, the more feverish his hunger became.
Then he nipped at my labia with his teeth.
The shock of pleasure zapped me so hard I gasped, my upper body jolting off the mattress. And before I could even thinkabout recovering, he bit me again, then sucked my clit into his scorching mouth, flicking it with the tip of his tongue. Over. And over. And over again.
I saw stars.
My mouth was wide open, but no air went in, and no sound came out.
My grip on his hair tightened as the pleasure of release slammed into my body, my legs wrapping around his head. My muscles twitched and spasmed, my ears rang, and my speckled vision blurred around the edges. I was falling, gasping, and panting as Adrien continued to lick and suck me eagerly—enthusiastically—keeping his mouth buried between my legs well beyond the crash of my orgasm.
His tongue dipped into my soaked entrance, and he let out a growl of pleasure, shuddering against me.
Too much.
Too much too much too much.
I couldn’t.
But I’d lost my voice.
I nudged weakly at his forehead with my palm, trying to get him to relent. His defiant groan vibrated against my oversensitive clit, and I swear I almost cried. My thighs were quivering against his ears, my seizing lungs desperate for oxygen. I needed to breathe, but every time he licked me it sent another zip of electricity through my body.
I choked out a whimper, my liquid knuckles prodding his forehead with desperation.
Please, please, please.
Finally, I managed to get him to lift his head. He looked up at me with a dazed and drunken expression, his cheeks flushed, eyes unfocused, his mouth wet and shiny with the evidence of my moans.
I puddled. My bound hands collapsed onto my wet stomach, my bones lost all structural integrity, and I melted right into the mattress.
It took a minute or two, but little by little, my senses started to return. Little by little, I became aware of the physical sensations coursing blissfully through my body. Of Adrien placing soft kisses along my skin, and of his tongue tracing the wetness of my folds and inner thighs like he wanted to keep my taste in his mouth for a little while longer.
Eventually his kisses began to trail up my stomach, my chest, and neck, until he was leaning over me again. He gazed a little too deeply into my eyes, kissed my lips a little too sweetly.
“How was that?” he murmured.
I half-blinked up at his dark emerald eyes. They were so unbelievably stunning.
I lifted my head and kissed him as softly as he’d kissed me, my hands reaching for the front of his shirt. I pulled him closer, my legs snaking around his waist.
“Ria.”
I kissed him again, my fingers working to unbutton his shirt. It was his turn. I wanted to make him feel just as good as he’d made me feel.Better, even.
The desire to break him came back with a vengeance. This time, though, it didn’t carry the same sharp edge as last time. This time I wanted him to crumble from pure pleasure. To make him fall apartforme—becauseof me. We fell into a tangle of desperate and breathless kisses, the needy heat returning to my core with impossible speed. I shouldn’t have been turned on again this quickly. Then again, Adrien shouldn’t have been able to make me come that hard.
Nothing made sense.
He rasped a curse against my lips when I ground my hips against his, chasing further friction. Then he was throwing off his shirt, unbuttoning his slacks. Our mouths separated for exactly four seconds so he could fish a condom out of his wallet and get rid of his pants (I knew because I counted), and then we were back, making out like our lives depended on it.
I ran my fingers down his chest and abs while our tongues were tangled, swallowing the broken groan I pulled out of him when my fingers reached the hem of his briefs. He stopped my wrists before I could go farther down south, though, gripping the belt he had snaked around my wrists, and using it to pin my hands above my head.
I fucking loved it. My insides purred, my throat sang, and my thighs widened an extra inch.
