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“I cave. I concede. You win. Holy shit, I’m so full I hurt.”
Clint kissed the top of my head. “We’ll sit here for a few minutes then, before we head out.”
I nuzzled against him. “Are we headed anywhere specific? Or you just taking me back home?”
He shrugged. “I figured we could do whatever you wanted. Go to the park. Go on a ride. Go to the beach. Go back to my place…”
I gazed up into his face, watching him peer down at me. There was a hint of darkness in his eyes. A wanton, knowing flicker that made my heart slam against my chest. I nodded softly, silently answering the question he refused to put out there. And as a grin settled across his face, he raised his hand in the air.
Prompting the waitress to deliver our check.
Our exit was a blur. We moved so quickly as laughter fell from our lips that I had a hard time taking in the scenery. I rested my head against Clint’s back as we rode back to his house, with it being well past one in the morning. We pulled silently into his driveway, parked his bike, and stowed our helmets away.
Before we stumbled up the steps.
“Mm, you taste like chocolate,” he said, chuckling.
I slid his jacket off his shoulders as he pinned me against the wall.
“And you taste like french fries,” I said, whispering.
He winked. “Wanna see what that combination tastes like?”
I reached up, gripping his hair as I tugged him back down to me. Our lips collided, and he picked me up effortlessly, with an ease and a grace that made my stomach flutter with a million different butterflies. He was good at giving me that reaction. That feeling of effortlessly floating. He walked us into his room and closed the door behind him with his food. And when the door thudded, I giggled against his lips.
“Ssshhh, we’re gonna wake up the house.”
He chuckled. “You’d like that, wouldn't you?”
He tossed me to the bed and I squealed. I held myself up, watching him strip himself bare for me. His muscles came into view, causing me to lick my lips. I scrambled, kneeling against the mattress as I followed his motions, sliding my clothes off my body until my bare nakedness matched his.
And the way he ran his eyes over me made me shiver.
“Fucking hell, you’re gorgeous.”
He crashed against me and we fell to his bed. His lips kissed every inch of my skin as I bucked and rolled for him. He kissed down my neck. He raked his teeth along my shoulder. He even nibbled against the crook of my arms. My arms, of all places! I tingled in areas I’d never paid attention to before. Like the small of my back and the tip of my nose. I gasped and moaned. I fisted the
sheets as he slid my legs over his shoulders. I leaned up, watching him disappear between my legs.
And as the moonlight streamed around his blackout curtains, his tongue pierced my folds.
“Oh, shit,” I choked out.
My head fell to the pillow and the room spun. My hands twisted wildly in his hair as I lost control of my movements. I bucked ravenously against him. I pressed my heels into his back. His tongue slid along my slit, making me wetter by the second. I trembled against his lips as I felt him fill me with his fingers. My toes curled and my eyes rolled back, giving way to guttural sounds that forced their way up the back of my throat.
“That’s it. That’s it. That’s it. Clint.”
I spiraled, falling into an endless sea of pleasure as his tongue pressed heavily between my legs. I felt my arousal trickling down my skin as I locked out against him. His hands pinned my hips to the bed. I felt him licking me clean as I fell, weak against the mattress. I gasped for air, the room spinning around me as he kissed softly up my body, leaving behind a trail of wet-lipped outlines that made me smile.
That made me hungrier for him.
“You’re fucking perfect,” he growled.
He captured my lips with his and I tasted myself on him. It filled me with a desire I’d never experienced, and soon I lifted my hips to him in sacrifice. He guided his thick girth against my walls, filling me. Shaking me. Causing me to cling to him. My nails dug into his skin. I felt his muscles rolling underneath his taut skin, working desperately for my pleasure. His movements were stark. Our hips snapped together. His bed moved with our rocking as I gasped against his ear. Bit down into his shoulder. Marked him in any way I could so any girl at school would see and realize he was taken.
Taken by me.
“Clint. Yes. Yes. Yes. Don’t stop.”
