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I locked my gaze on his and when he slid a hand from the wall to my hair, I hollowed out my cheeks. The suction pulled a genuine gasp from him.
“I’m coming, Angel…”
I could hardly wait. The warning came a split second before the first spurt of him hit my tongue and I closed my eyes as I savored him. Another rush hit my throat as I kept swallowing. I wanted every single drop of him. My whole body hummed with the need ignited from his pleasure.
When he shuddered at the rub of my tongue along the side of his length, I eased up. He was so sensitive after he came. Almost too sensitive and I didn’t want to disturb the pleasure I’d already given him.
Easing back, I let him go and then he went to his knees and his mouth fused to mine. The kiss had my toes curling. It was almost a battle for those last drops of cum, but I won. His chuckle triggered my own and then he stroked my cheek.
“We’re getting out of the shower and then it’s my turn…”
Oh, the delicious shiver that climbed my spine had me wanting to stand. It took no time to towel off the extra moisture. He paused long enough to squeeze out my hair, comb in the leave-in conditioner, then tossed the brush before he picked me up.
“Ian,” I protested. I was getting too big for this.
“One word about your weight, Angel. And our first session after recovery will involve five swats right off the bat and no orgasm for you.”
My mouth dropped open as he met my shock with an even stare.
“Understood?” He continued to eye me. “You don’t have to say anything, just nod.”
There was just the smallest element of humor to that last bit, but I didn’t mistake his announcement for anything less than what it was—a promise he would keep.
Snapping my mouth closed, I nodded once.
“Good girl,” he murmured, then carried me out of the bathroom and to our bed for this stop of the tour. He wasted no time settling me on the bed before he crawled right between my legs and sucked my clit to his teeth.
The demand of his mouth on me held no patience or ease. He wanted me to come and he wanted me to come now. Thank fuck, because that was exactly what I needed. I writhed under his expert tongue and when he glided his fingers in to fuck me, I came on a shout.
He lapped up my release then hummed as he eased me down before ramping me back up. “More orgasms,” he said, his voice coiling around me like the most sensual of kisses. “You relax and then the babies will… so hold on, Angel. I’m going for the magical eleven.”
Eleven?
I couldn’t even find the words before he was pushing me up and over. By number six, I was sobbing from it. It hurt and felt so good at the same time. He gave me the barest of breaks, kissing me until I lapped the taste of myself from his lips. Then we had water. Then we started all over again.
Sometime around midnight, he eased into me and the first push of his cock detonated my system. To be perfectly fair, I wasn’t sure what number we were on when I blacked out.
I surfaced to a cool damp cloth on my overused pussy. It eased the heat down and the soreness. I floated everywhere else. My cramps were barely a memory. He nuzzled kisses to my face and lips, then coaxed me right back to sleep.
I could figure out the number the next morning. A couple of hours later, I surfaced cause I had to pee. Ian’s hand cradled the bump and I was lying on my side.
“Already?” he asked in a voice drenched in sleep.
“Yeah,” I said. I didn’t apologize for it anymore. They didn’t need that.
“Okay.” He rolled off the bed then came around to help me. The trip to the bathroom was efficient, but oh…I was swore. He gave me a smile that was all lazy satisfaction.
“You’re very proud of yourself,” I teased and he winked.
“No complaints?” Was he asking or telling?
When I finished peeing—not that there was that much stupid tinkle tinkle tinkle—I stood and washed my hands. Meeting his gaze in the mirror, I let out a little sigh. “None here.”
“Good. I think you’re sore enough, but if another orgasm will help…” He wiggled his fingers at me. “We can make that happen too.”
A real laugh worked its way free. As tempting an offer as that was, tired still swamped me. Once we were back in bed with Ian wrapped around me, I tumbled right back to sleep.
CHAPTER 14
