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With his cock throbbing so hard it hurt, he knew that nothing could please him more, yet he needed to get closer still. He needed to swallow her whole.
With that thought, he lifted his head, reared back on his haunches and grasped her by the waist. He flipped her to her stomach in two seconds flat, and with a primitive beat in his bloodstream demanding more, he brought her to her knees, separating her legs until he heard her gasp. He couldn’t stop. He was incapable of stopping. He needed her taste. He needed her juices on his face. He needed to be so close to her that there was nothing left separating them.
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Erin couldn’t catch her breath. Her pulse was spinning so far out of control that her chest almost hurt. Max’s hold on her was so intense it was . . . pagan. Low, savage noises were escaping his throat and when he flipped her unexpectedly to her stomach, blood surged to her clit, making her feel as if she would combust at any moment.
She was unable to control anything—she could only hold on for the wild ride. When he forced her knees apart with a strong thigh between her legs, she couldn’t suppress the gasp that came from her lungs. Butterflies went off in her stomach, ricocheting through her veins. He paused and fingered her, causing her to flood with wet heat. She knew he was looking at her—watching her—there.
He removed his finger and she almost screamed in frustration—but he wasn’t finished.
She expected him to go back for more, but he changed tactics on her. He flipped to his back and settled against the mattress before pulling her pelvis over him. He gripped her thighs with his fingers, holding her open to his mouth, his tongue—Jesus—his nose, as he breathed in her scent.
Unbelievable waves of heat rushed through her. She’d never imagined being in this position before—she was practically sitting on his face. He was pressed against her as if he couldn’t get enough of her—couldn’t taste enough of her. As if he needed to absorb her into his pores.
He lapped at her now, strong, slow licks of his tongue that were sending heat radiating from her nipples to her clit. As if he read her mind, his teeth found her clit and he bit, just enough, enough to make another cry escape her throat.
He made a snarling noise in response as his hands moved to grip her waist, and then up to her nipples where he played with them for a moment before moving back to sink into her waist again.
She tried to breathe, tried like hell not to come. She needed this to last; it was too good, too perfect to come too soon.
His touch, almost out of control as it moved all over her, was intoxicating. She could feel her orgasm building—she needed that feeling he could give her.
She tried to hold on, tried not to come, but his hands moved to grip her backside and she was almost lost. With his mouth on her clit, his fingers dug into the flesh of her buttocks as he pried her cheeks apart. An immediate, electric current lashed down her spine. He held her tightly by the butt, strong hands gripping her cheeks, holding them apart as his tongue sank deep inside her channel.
An erotic moan stalled in her throat as he took what he wanted, manipulating her until her thought process splintered. His tongue moved in and out, then back to her clit and then back again to her channel. And all the while, he held her cheeks apart—so far apart she could feel the cool air of the room on the most intimate place of her body.
A thrill of the unknown, of the forbidden, was shockingly tempting, causing her entire being to flood with desire.
As he continued to tongue her repeatedly, she felt a rush of devastating need as he moved a single finger to her vee again and sank it inside. He fingered her forcefully, perfectly, and then he released her there, moving his damp finger toward the forbidden place between her buttocks. He swirled a hot, hard, teasing finger around her opening, his touch sending a firestorm of heat drenching her insides.
The oxygen stalled in her lungs as his teeth clamped down hard on her clit as his finger slid into the taboo spot between her cheeks, sending her into sensory overload. An all-consuming, incendiary spiral of heat erupted through her body, radiating out in waves of intoxicating pleasure as she exploded into orgasm around him.
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Erin was heaven and magic combined, the feminine scent of her driving Max wild. He loved everything about her, the fragrance of her skin, the tiny noises she made, the way her body was even now, releasing a wet, fantasy-like heat that was driving him closer and closer to losing control.
