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CHAPTER TEN
Three Years Earlier
One button at a time, he moved down the front of her blouse. His eyes stayed locked on hers, establishing his dominance and enjoying every second of it. Her arms hung loosely at her sides as he’d instructed, submissive regardless of how badly she wanted to speed things along. They’d been apart for too long and she was dying to touch him, but he loved how making her wait only increased her eagerness for him.
“I can almost hear your thoughts, Elle,” Devon chided gently. “Are you trying to will me to go faster with your mind?”
“I would never, Devon. That would rob you of your favorite part—building the anticipation of what you’re planning to do to me.”
One eyebrow lifted in amusement, along with one side of his lips. She’d repeated his words from another time together back to him almost verbatim. “To be honest, that’s not my favorite part. But it does rank fairly high on the list.”
“You do have more self-control than anyone I’ve ever met. You’ll have to share some of that with me one day.”
“What I want to share with you has nothing to do with my self-control. You can have all you want.”
He pushed her shirt off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor. Her bra quickly followed, leaving her standing completely bare to him. Exactly the way he wanted her. He bent his head and sucked her nipple into his mouth. The warmth of his tongue laved it, tasting and teasing with each pass. Her peak hardened and his teeth grazed over it, eliciting a moan of pleasure from deep inside her chest.
“Touch me,” he instructed, and she readily complied. Her fingers wrapped around his girth and stroked back and forth along his length. “That’s my girl. You don’t know how many times I’ve had to do this myself, while thinking of you.”
Her knees suddenly buckled when his fingers found her wet center. When he plunged them inside her without warning, the intensity of the welcome intrusion stole her breath. As he pumped his fingers deep inside her, his mouth continued to work magic on her breasts, giving ample and equal attention to both. One of her hands kept stroking him while the other gripped his shoulder tightly as his ministrations brought her closer to the edge of her climax.
“Oh my God, Devon!”
Before her body had recovered, he was on his knees in front of her, pushing her legs farther apart. “That was one. You’ll give me several more tonight.”
Before she could reply, his mouth covered her core. His warm tongue circled her clit, deliberately avoiding making direct contract with the most sensitive spot on her body. He leisurely trailed his finger along her slit with just enough pressure to let her know he was there. Waiting for him to take his attentions to the next level was sweet torture, but she knew he’d make her wait longer if she asked for it.
Patience, my girl. Have I ever left you anything but completely satisfied?He’d asked that the first few times she’d tried to rush him, before she learned her lesson and let him have his way with her in the bedroom. Or the living room. Or outside, depending on where they were when they’d reunited.
She watched with rapt attention as he pulled her leg over his shoulder. He smirked up at her, his smile smug and knowing, and she couldn’t contain her smile.
“You’re trying to rush me again. For the record, I’m not making you wait because of how badly I want to taste you. But you’ll have to be punished for that later.”
“I didn’t say a word,” she replied through a giggle. “I’ve been a good girl.”
“It’s the thought that counts,” he countered, his smug smile still in place.
She knew better than to argue any further, so she let him believe he’d won that round. While he enjoyed being the dominant one, the aggressor, he certainly didn’t mind when she took charge to please him. She’d easily learned how to distract him, and in doing so, she’d enjoyed even more pleasure at his hand…and mouth…and enormous cock. While her mind momentarily wandered to their other escapades, he effectively brought her back to the present with a swift move.
Simultaneously, he sucked hard on her clit and thrust two fingers deep into her channel. Her inner muscles clamped around his fingers while her essence soaked his hand. His tongue licked and lapped her, and he pulled her closer to him until she straddled his face. She grasped his hair, tugging with abandon as each wave rolled through her. Her hips moved of their own accord, riding out the force of her orgasm, and she threw her head back when she screamed in pleasure.
“Mmm,” he hummed against her. “That’s number two.”
One strong arm circled her, lifted her, and carried her to the bedroom. He lay on his back, his erection standing tall and proud, and he waggled his eyebrows at her. “Ready to go for a wild and wet ride?”
While taking in the perfect male form stretched out on her bed, she licked her lips instinctively. “I’m more than ready.”
“Do that again.”
She met his gaze with confusion. “Do what again, love?”
“Lick your lips like you’re dying to take every inch of my cock down your throat.”
“Now that you mention it,” she purred seductively and crawled up his body. Poised over his thick cock, she repeated licking her lips in an exaggerated manner and watched his eyes darken with desire. With his recent torture of her in mind, she took her time exploring him. She ran her tongue lightly around the rim of his head, reveling in the way all his muscles tightened with her slightest touch.
When his eyes were squeezed shut, she opened her mouth widely and took him in fully, the tip hitting the back of her throat. Each time he drew in a harsh breath, the air barely passing over his gritted teeth, she increased her pressure and tempo. His hips bucked, rising to meet her movements, and his hands gripped her hair. “Fuck, darlin’. This kills me to say, but you have to stop.”
