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It's sweet, painful agony. I suck on his finger. Then I'm nipping at it. Then I'm biting hard enough to draw blood. He's a musician. I shouldn't.

But he groans against me.

He slides another finger into my mouth.

I suck on it like I'm sucking his cock. His pressure stays unbearably soft. His speed stays unbearably slow.

It feels so fucking good.

But I need more.

I throw my head back. "Make me come, baby. Now."

He drags his hand down my torso. Then it's curling into my other thigh.

He presses his lips to my inner thigh and groans against my skin. "You've got to stay quiet, angel."

"I will. Please."

His eyes are on fire. He nods now then he leans closer.

He licks me harder this time. Faster. Pleasure spreads out through my torso. Down my legs. Up my chest. The bliss is diffuse. I need more.

I need to come.

"Harder," I groan.

He licks me harder.

Harder.

Perfect.

"There." I tug at his hair. "Don't stop."

He doesn't. He licks me with that same pressure. A little faster. A little closer to just where I need him.

Tension knots in my core.

Almost.

Almost.

There.

I tug at his hair as I come. I bite my tongue to mumble all the groans that fall off my lips. My thighs press into his cheeks tightly enough to suffocate him.

All that tension in my core unwinds, sending waves of pleasure through me.

"Fuck me." I tug at his hair to pull him up.

He looks up at me, a dare in his green eyes. Or maybe that's the pride of accomplishment.

Either way. I need him right now.

"Joel, now. Please." I tug hard enough to hurt him, but it only makes him groan with ecstasy. "I need you inside me."

"Fuck." He pushes himself up. "On your back."

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