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And yet, I’ve never wanted anything so badly in all of my life.
“Go over,” he growls and nips at my jaw.
“I can’t.” My breath is lodged in my lungs as I strain for control.
“Go the fuck over, Summer.”
My head moves from side to side, and I bite my lip. “I can’t.”
“You can.” His touch gentles, his fingers slow. “Eyes on me, babe.”
I shake my head again, and suddenly, his hand is gone from my core, and he’s tipped my face to him.
“Open your eyes.”
I do as he asks and feel myself melt at the look on his face. He’s not impatient or demanding. He’s smiling down at me.
“I’m right here,” he says softly and nips at my lips. “And we have all night for you to trust me enough to let go.”
“I don’t.” I take a breath and frown. “I don’t do that.”
His eyes narrow for just a heartbeat, and he tips his head to the side. “What do you mean?”
“Nothing, go ahead. Just do it.” Could I humiliate myself any more than this?
“Whoa.” Now he seems frustrated as he takes my chin in his hand again and frowns down at me. “Back up, Blondie. I’m not going to just do anything here. Don’t you shut down on me. You have a partner now, so let’s figure this out.”
And just like that, I’ve ruined this amazing moment. “I should have just faked it.”
He chuckles at that and brushes his nose over mine. “No way. No need to fake it. Let’s try this.”
He doesn’t run away. To my surprise, he’s all patient humor as he kisses me again, and I turn into him, as if he’s a magnetic force that I just can’t resist.
His hands resume roaming over my skin, but not to my center, not yet. His thumb brushes over my nipple, and his mouth moves down my neck, reigniting the heat that had cooled to embers.
“Your skin is like gold silk,” he mutters and kisses my collarbone. “So soft and warm. And when you blush like that, it makes me throb for you.”
Oh, I like his dirty mouth. I like that a lot.
“You make the sweetest noises,” he continues. “Tell me what you’re feeling, Summer.”
“Hot.”
He grins against my breast. “And?”
“I don’t know.”
“Yes, you do.” His fingers drift up the inside of my thigh as his nose traces a circle around my navel. “Does this tickle?”
“No.” My legs scissor. I want him inside of me. “It feels…sexy.”
“Good girl. How does this feel?” He brushes the edge of my folds, and I inhale sharply. “Use your words.”
“Sweet. It’s like a sweet hurt that feels good.”
“Oh, I like that.” He presses a kiss there, and I bite my lip again, fighting for control. “What if I do this?”
He traces my clit with his finger, and I moan as he settles in and laps at me, feasting on me.
