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“You’re killing me,” he groaned. “God help us both, Piper; I’m dying for you. ”
The need to taste her had his mouth watering, the hunger obliterating everything else. His head lowered, lips parting, and when he captured one tight, swollen peak, he swore he could feel her losing control along with him.
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Piper jerked at the sudden suction of his mouth against the overly sensitive tip of her breast. The sensation was so sharp, so brutally erotic that her hands rose quickly to his shoulders, her nails biting against his flesh.
She had to hold on.
Oh, God, it was so good.
She whipped her head against the comforter beneath her, her hips lifting against him, feeling the brush of the heavy width of his cock against her thighs—there were so many sensations. So much pleasure.
The tugging of his mouth around the tender bud of her breast was an agonizing pleasure. One hand cupped the curve of her flesh as the other moved slowly down her waist to the rounded curve of her thigh.
“Part your legs,” he ordered hoarsely as his lips moved to the opposite peak. “Ah, God, let me in, baby. Let me have you. ”
She was really going to do this, wasn’t she?
There was no turning back; she could feel it.
After years of wondering why she’d been unable to take a lover, the mystery was now solved.
She hadn’t taken one because she’d needed Jed. She’d waited for him, ached for him—somehow she’d known he was out there; she’d known he’d come for her.
Her legs parted, urged by the powerful fingers at her thighs as his lips lowered and covered the other hardened tip of her nipple. Suckling it, he lapped at it with his tongue, then rasped it with his teeth.
Piper felt as though she were being devoured.
That thought was amended as his lips began a path down her torso. Hungry kisses, tasting licks set fire to her senses. Caresses stroked pure exquisite pleasure to her nerve endings and had her waiting in painful anticipation as he moved ever closer to her trembling thighs.
“You know what I want, baby. ” He groaned as he found her belly button and felt her tremble in response. “I want all those sweet juices gathering at your pussy. ”
Her breath caught and held in her chest as his lips moved farther, kissed, stroked, licked.
A breath of air brushed over the bare flesh of her pussy, the dew-slick folds sensitizing further at the thought of the coming caress.
She couldn’t help but watch.
His gaze caught hers for long, erotic moments before his eyes dropped, drawing her eyes to the swollen folds.
His lips parting, Jed’s head lowered, his tongue reaching out for her, then burying in the slick, swollen flesh of her pussy.
“Oh, God. Jed. ” Her hands slid into his hair, gripped and held on tight as her upper body jerked upward in response.
Spreading her knees farther, Piper dug her feet into the bed and lifted her hips, pressing closer, muted, hoarse cries leaving her throat as his tongue began a sensual, delicious dance in the plump, slick flesh he’d found.
He pushed his hands beneath her hips to lift her closer, and Piper lost the strength to hold her shoulders and head from the bed. Falling back, she strained against the pleasure, eyes closed, reaching for the brilliance of the supernova of fiery heat she could feel building in her pussy.
Wicked and erotic, his tongue lapped at the juices spilling from her vagina before easing up, licking and stroking, pushing her further, deeper into the maelstrom gathering inside her. Rasping, probing, the devilish instrument of torturous ecstasy began licking around her straining clit, testing the swollen tenderness, inciting it to a desperate ache that had her crying out for release.
When his lips covered the distended little bundle of nerves, Piper felt the shock of it explode through her system. Shuddering, her hips jerking against his hold, against the sucking heat, she felt her senses begin dissolving in a release of such pure ecstasy that she swore she could feel herself flying.
Drawn tight, arching to him, racked by primal internal shudders of a climax that shocked her to her woman’s core, she fought to cry, to scream out the pleasure, only to find enough air to give a low, ragged moan.
And still it wasn’t enough.
For all the strength and power of the climax gripping her, still, that building ache in her pussy drove her to reach for more. To beg for more.
