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“I like fudge,” he said, gently pushing her back onto the bed and lengthening himself above her, depositing the bowl of candy on the bedside table.
Deliberately he pressed his hips against hers, knowing she could feel the hard length of his erection against her thigh. His cock was seeking her center as if it would rip through his pants in its eagerness to merge with her completely. There shouldn’t be a shred of doubt left in her mind that he wanted her.
Urgently. Painfully, even.
“Fudge hardens quickly,” she whispered with a naughty smile, shifting her hips against his.
A groan escaped his throat. “Then I’d better hurry up.” He held her gaze as he lowered his mouth to her breast and began licking her clean.
Soon, she began to squirm beneath him, arching her breast toward his teasing tongue, making his breath come as swift and shallow as hers. With each slow lick, his desire to possess Bella grew even more intense. The way she met his eyes—hiding nothing, showing him the full power of her desire—was an aphrodisiac ten times more powerful than any fudge.
Something in that thought tried to penetrate his lust, but then Bella moaned and fisted her hands in his hair, pulling him closer.
“Yes, Heath, yes.” She cried out as he took her nipple inside his mouth, suckling on her breast with deep, hungry pulls before he dragged his teeth lightly over her swollen flesh. She dug her nails into his scalp, eliciting a sound from him that was pure animal need.
He was going to be out of his mind by the time he finished with her, but at least he’d be able to say his sanity was lost for a worthy cause.
CHAPTER FOUR
Heath
Eagerly, Heath dipped a finger back into the still-creamy fudge. He was a firm believer that anything worth doing was worth doing right. And Bella was more than worth doing right. She was worth every single painful surge of desire that throbbed through his cock as he licked her, sucked her, working her into a fit of writhing need beneath his mouth.
“Heath, I need…oh God, I need…” Her voice was close to a sob, and it looked like tears were beginning to tease the edges of her eyes. He hadn’t meant to torture her quite this thoroughly, but he couldn’t deny the force of her lust made him wild.
“You need to come, baby?” Heath’s hands shook as he reached for her panties, ripping the filmy fabric in half in his hurry to free that hot, wet pussy for his mouth.
He’d buy her another pair, another hundred pair, but right now he needed to taste the feminine heat that he could smell mixing wonderfully with the scent of peppermint. It was driving him wild, making his touch less than gentle as he spread her thighs wide to make room for him.
“You’re beautiful.” He was choking on the words, panting like he’d been fucking her for hours, not teasing her for twenty minutes.
He was uncharacteristically out of control, and as he smeared the last of the drying fudge onto the sides of her pink, glistening folds, he knew that everything he had dreamed of was possible. He was going to rock the adult toy industry with the help of this luscious woman. He would have every man in the Kingdom begging to go down on their wives, girlfriends and mistresses, and he would have every woman in the kingdom thanking him for the best head of their lives.
“Oh no, don’t, I…” Bella protested, her thighs attempting to close and bar him from his prize.
Heath forced her legs open again with the firm pressure of his thumbs. When his way was clear, he dropped his head, flicking his tongue across the engorged clit that lifted toward his mouth, begging him to lick it for all he was worth.
Bella stopped fighting him, lifting her hips to his mouth in a way that let him know how close she was, how deliciously close.
As he covered her clit with his mouth, groaning his appreciation for her sweet, salty heat, Heath was shocked to realize how much he anticipated her orgasm. The rush of knowing he was about to make her come was dizzying. It was an amazing thing, this sense of connection that went beyond mere fucking.
It was something else…something he couldn’t take time to analyze when her pussy needed to be licked clean.
Slowly, with long sure strokes, he began to clean her swollen folds.
“Heath, oh God,” she cried out, her thighs shaking as he took his attention away from her clit and began sliding up and down her pussy, darting into her wet heat, tracing every fold except the lines that led back to where he knew she wanted him to go.
“You taste so fucking good, Bella,” he murmured against her skin, spreading her even wider so he could tunnel inside of her, fucking her with his tongue even as he carefully avoided that tiny, tender nub that he knew would send her over the edge.
“Please,” she begged, hands buried in his hair, tugging him toward her even as her toes traveled up to find his crotch, rubbing against the throbbing length of his cock, now almost numb with the wonderful agony of postponed gratification.
Unfortunately, he wasn’t quite numb enough.
“You have to stop.” He reached down to capture her foot in his hand before she made him come in his pants.
“Please, Heath. It’s too much, it hurts.” She panted beneath him, her body vibrating with the strength of her need.
“I never want to hurt you.” He meant every word.
