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Her scent was so much richer now and the hunger inside had only grown stronger. His teeth caught the band of elastic. He jerked his head and the fabric tore.
“Chase!”
His head shot up. “Simon.” No distance here. No walls. He wouldn’t allow them.
His fingers ripped away the torn panties and tossed them across the room. Then he touched her. Easing his fingers between her legs, he found her slick and so very hot.
Just the way he liked a woman.
Her breath hissed out when he touched her clit. A hard press with his thumb then a slow caress with his fingers. He’d learned long ago how to pleasure a woman. How to make her moan and beg. How to make her scream.
He wanted Dee to scream for him.
His index finger found her opening. Pushed inside. Tight. Sweat beaded on his brow. So tight.
The back of his zipper was going to be permanently indented on his dick at this rate.
Another finger thrust inside and stretched her. Dee’s neck arched.
Don’t tempt.
His fingers wrapped around her thighs, and he opened her even wider to his touch and his stare.
To his mouth.
So fucking beautiful.
His lips touched her first. A light caress. Gentle and easy.
“Simon, more!” No gentle and easy command there.
His tongue swiped over her clit and she jolted. His fingers tightened around her thighs, clamping down harder, and he pulled her flush against his mouth.
He took.
His tongue tasted, licked. His mouth worked the tight button of her desire. He felt her stiffen, felt the coil of her muscles, and he learned what she liked.
What she loved.
Her thighs shook. Her fingers latched onto his shoulders—the better to hold him tight. Not that he was going anywhere. No damn place right then.
His tongue stabbed into her sex. Her taste, that sweet and spicy blend, filled his mouth, and he knew he couldn’t get enough. Not now.
Not even close.
The tremble began in her sex, a telling quiver that he knew came right before orgasm.
Scream for me.
He freed her thighs. His thumb pressed onto her clit. His tongue thrust into that tight slit?—
Dee came against his mouth, her body bucking, her fingernails biting deep into his skin. But the woman didn’t make a sound.
His gaze lifted, and he saw her eyes go blind. The perfect lash of pleasure covered her face, but she bit her lip, holding back the cry of pleasure.
Screw that shit.
He rose, licking his lips, tasting her and wanting to fuck her so badly that he burned. A bead of blood appeared on her lip. Small, so red.
