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His finger moved down and found her opening wet and ready for him. He slid the finger inside and she moaned in her sleep. He smiled as he pulled from her hot core and moved back up the center of her ass, circling her tender areas before moving back down. He did this a few more times and she squirmed beneath his touch as he slid two fingers inside.
“Basssss,” she sighed in that beautiful moment between consciousness and sleep.
“Yes, baby?” he whispered as he pulled his fingers from her core and circled back up, dipping the tip into her tight back opening. She tensed. This was something he’d never done before.
After a second her body relaxed again, and he didn’t push, just played with that forbidden zone for a moment before pulling back and spreading her butt cheeks open so he could look at her beauty. She shifted so her belly was cradled on her legs, lifting her ass higher in the air. He pushed her legs apart, giving him a beautiful view of all of his favorite places.
His hardness pulsed and dripped in anticipation of what was to come. Instead of plunging inside of her like she wanted him to do, he bent. He ran his tongue along the entire crack of her butt before reaching beneath her and lifting her a bit higher so he could suck on her clit.
For endless moments he swept his tongue over her folds before closing his lips and sucking on her swollen clit while flicking it with his tongue again and again. She cried out in pleasure as she wiggled and tensed beneath his touch.
His mouth worked magic on her core; he held her in place with one hand while reaching upward with the other, cupping her breast. Her nipple was hard in his palm and he squeezed, making her cry out. He sucked on her harder, wanting to taste her orgasm on his tongue.
He pinched her nipple tight and flicked his tongue as she exploded. He shoved his tongue inside her core wanting to feel the contractions through his entire body. She didn’t disappoint him. She came for a solid minute before her body went limp.
“More,” she sleepily demanded. She didn’t turn. He knew what she needed . . . they both needed it. The desperation running through him told him he had to possess her, had to own her. He needed to make sure she knew she was his . . .onlyhis. He’d take her tonight as if it was their last time, but he was giving her all of himself at the same time.
He got on his knees and rested his thick, hard arousal on the crack of her ass, taking a moment to appreciate his swollen rod against the smooth satin of her backside. He rubbed it as he gently moved his hips back and forth, his tip gleaming in the muted light. She squirmed beneath him, moaning, begging for more.
His fingers dug into her hips, holding her in place. She wiggled more, growing impatient with his teasing. He let go with one hand and spanked her ass, not hard, but enough to leave a pale pink mark. She gasped, then moaned, then pushed harder back against him.
“Please, Bass, take me, I can’t stand it,” she begged, her voice raw. He was rapidly coming undone.
He spanked her one more time and they moaned together, and when he couldn’t wait any longer, he held her hips tight in his hands, knowing he was leaving bruises but unable to stop himself. He was so out of control he wasn’t sure if he was even present anymore.
She was dripping wet and he plunged forward, sinking hard and fast inside her. They both cried out at finally being joined together. He wanted to let go, wanted to find his happy ending, but he waited. As much as he wanted that blissful moment, he wanted to draw the sex out for an eternity.
He thrust, faster and harder with each stroke. Their skin slapped together over and over again with a beautiful crisp sound, adding to his pleasure. She reached below her and flicked her fingers against her swollen clit, and each stroke of her fingers made her walls tighten around him, making it harder to thrust.
He pushed in, not knowing where he ended and where she began, feeling the two of them as one. She screamed as her body shook and her walls swelled. Moisture dripped from her sweet opening, and he flexed his fingers as he became more animal than human.
He pulled out and pumped again, harder and faster until his head fell back as a cry ripped from his very soul and he spilled his pleasure deep within her heat. He was shaking when he finally found his way down from his high. She collapsed on the bed in front of him, her back rising with each labored breath she drew.
With the last of his energy, he crawled up beside her and draped his hand over her back.
“Ella . . .” he began. He stopped. Words of love were on the tip of his tongue. Was this the moment? They’d been together for months. Why couldn’t he say it? Why hadn’t she?
“Thank you,” she whispered. Her body didn’t budge, but she turned her head and gazed straight into his eyes. There was pleasure, and a smile in her expression, but what scared him was the sadness she was trying to bury deep down.
He chuckled. “I should be thanking you,” he said.
She smiled at him as she reached out a finger and stroked his cheek. “Oh, no, that’s a definite thank you from me. I only lay there that time; you didallof the work.”
“It’s not work, baby,” he said. He leaned forward and whispered a kiss across her swollen lips. She had to have been biting them as he’d pounded deep within her. “It’s pure pleasure.”
They didn’t say anything more but closed their eyes and fell into a deep sleep. Something told him all was not okay, but he was too exhausted to figure it out. They had time . . . they had plenty of time.
Chapter Twenty-Five
Bass
Bass knew his body was going to be sore before he opened his eyes. He hadn’t slept for more than two hours after their intense lovemaking before he’d been awoken with her mouth on his very hard arousal. It was one heck of a way to wake up.
It had taken less than a second for him to grab her; their lovemaking had intensified. They’d taken turns being in control. At one point she’d been nearly upside down, hanging from the bed, positions he’d never tried before. There was such passion in the act and he wondered why, but then she’d wrapped herself around his thickness and all his worries had drained away. He’d fallen asleep again but now he wanted more.
He reached for her, but found the bed cold and empty. With reluctance he cracked open his eyes. He hadn’t gotten nearly enough sleep and was completely exhausted.
“Ella,” he called. Silence greeted him. That woke him up more. He stood in all of his naked glory. Even though he’d been well satisfied only a few hours earlier, his morning arousal didn’t seem to care.
