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The air left me as I stared at his body. Shoulders so broad he blocked out everything behind him. His waist was narrow, his abdomen defined. He did manual labor day in and day out. He was all male.

He had that cut of muscle on either side of his six-pack, that defined V that had my mouth watering. His legs, thighs specifically, were as thick as tree trunks, toned and powerful, strength pouring off of him in waves.

I was so small, so feminine compared to him.

And his tattoos, ones he did a good job of hiding when he wanted to, covered his arms and chest, even disappearing underneath the elastic of his briefs. His dark hair was disheveled, messy around his head, and I thought about why it was like that.

Because of me. Because of what we’d done.

And then I lowered my gaze back down to his underwear once more, could see the stiff, hard outline of his cock pressing against the material. It hadn’t been like that when he’d first come into the room, so that meant me looking at him, staring at him and taking in my fill, had affected him as much as it was affecting me.

“If you keep looking at me like that, Ivy, I won’t be able to control myself.” His voice had a sharp edge to it, one that moved over my body and had every erogenous zone in me coming alive.

I gripped the sheets beneath me, holding on to them tightly, trying to control my breathing. “Maybe I don’t want you to control yourself,” I suddenly said softly, nothing but a mere whisper.

I heard him growl low, like this feral animal. He stepped forward—stalked—there was no other way to describe his movements.

Stealthy. Precise.

When he got to the edge of the bed, he braced his hand on the mattress, his focus trained right on me. He reached out and grabbed the sheet that covered me, pulling it slowly off, the material sliding down my body.

My nipples puckered further, and I was so drenched between my legs, I had no doubt a wet spot would form beneath me.

And then he reached out and grabbed my ankles, curling his big hands around the delicate bones, his fingers touching as he slowly pulled me down the mattress. The air left me on a whoosh as I lay on my back now, watching Matthew, knowing what he was about to do.

His eyes were right on me as he pushed my legs apart … as far as they’d go. My muscles protested from the act, but I obeyed. I did exactly what Matthew wanted because it’s what I wanted as well.

I bent my knees and placed my feet flat on the bed. He slid his hands up my calves, pushing me even more open. I was obscenely spread for him, my inner lips parting like a blooming flower.

“I could devour you and it wouldn’t be enough, Ivy.” He moved in an inch closer and I felt his warm breath move along my pussy. “Because the truth is, I’m starved for you.” Matthew looked down between my legs, his eyelids lowering slightly, this half-mast expression now covering his face.

His mouth parted slightly, the air leaving him on a breath. I felt that stream of air move along my exposed lips, causing me to close my eyes and moan harshly.

“Tell me what you want me to do to you, Ivy.”

I swore I could feel the vibrations of his voice along every inch of me. My clit throbbed in time with my pulse, and I clenched the sheets even tighter. My neck muscles strained as I rose up slightly and looked at him, keeping my upper body elevated so I could look down the length of my body to see his head between my legs.

I licked my lips, not sure if I could actually say the words, could be so vulgar, to tell him what I wanted him to do to me.

“Tell me,” he ordered, commanded in this harsh growl. His hands were clenched tightly on my inner thighs, and all I could think about was how I wanted bruises on my skin, his mark of ownership.

“I want your mouth on me,” I whispered, my chest rising and falling, my stomach hollowing out as my breathing increased.

His hold on me tightened painfully, that agony and pleasure mixing as one. He stared into my eyes for a suspended moment, and then he leaned down and devoured me.

I couldn’t hold myself up any longer and fell back on the mattress, closing my eyes and pulling the sheets on either side of me as ecstasy slammed into my body. He licked and sucked on me, sliding his hands closer to my pussy so he could place his thumbs on either side of my lips and pull them apart, really sucking on me then.

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