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“Another time,” he murmurs, voice thick with promise. “But right now?” He bends down, lips ghosting over my thigh as he spreads me open beneath him. “I need to taste you.”

Oh.

I nearly whimper at the way he’s looking at me—like he’s been starving for this. Like he’s thought about this for a long time.

“I’ve wanted you like this for two years,” he says, dragging his mouth up, up, stopping just short of where I need him.

My body arches, already shaking. “Then stop waiting.”

A smirk. A flicker of amusement.

And then?—

His tongue.

I choke on a gasp, my hips jerking into his mouth, but his hands are already gripping my thighs, locking me in place.

“Fuck.” The word leaves my mouth on a breath, nails sinking into his shoulders, pulling him closer.

He groans against me, the sound vibrating through my core. And then he’s all in—tongue moving with purpose, teasing, flicking, wrecking me stroke by stroke.

“You’re soaked for me,” he mutters, almost smug. “Like you’ve been waiting for this just as long as I have.”

I can’t speak. Can’t breathe.

His fingers press inside, curling, stroking just right. The perfect pace. The perfect pressure. The perfect fucking everything.

“Alfie—” My voice is a wrecked, breathless plea.

“Mm.” His tongue drags over me, slow and devastating. “Tell me how good I’m making you feel.”

I moan, my thighs tightening around his head.

“That good?” he murmurs against my skin, teasing, relentless.

“More.” I gasp, my back arching. “Don’t stop.”

His grip tightens.

“Wasn’t planning on it.”

He increases his pace, pumping his fingers faster as he sucks hard on my sensitive bud. The coil of pleasure in my core winds tighter and tighter, threatening to snap at any moment. Alfie looks up at me, his eyes dark with lust as he watches my face contort in ecstasy.

“Every inch of you is fucking beautiful, but this—” his fingers press deeper—“this is my favorite.”

I don’t know if it’s his words or his hands that push me over the wave. My back arches off the bed as waves of intense pleasure overcomes me. I cry out Alfie’s name, my body shaking uncontrollably as he works me through my orgasm. Alfie doesn’t let up, lapping at my sensitive flesh until the last tremors subside.

Panting heavily, I collapse back onto the bed, my limbs feeling like jelly. Alfie crawls up my body, planting soft kisses along my stomach and breasts before capturing mylips in a searing kiss. I can taste myself on his tongue, and it sends a fresh wave of arousal through me.

“You’re incredible,” he murmurs against my lips, his hard length pressing insistently against my thigh. “I need to be inside you now.”

I nod eagerly, spreading my legs wider to accommodate him. Alfie positions himself at my entrance, the thick head of his cock teasing my sensitive folds. He looks into my eyes, seeking permission one last time.

“Yes. Please, Alfie.”

I am desperate to feel him inside me.

Alfie groans as he slowly pushes into me, stretching me deliciously. I gasp at the fullness, my hands gripping his muscular arms. He pauses when he’s fully sheathed, giving me time to adjust to his impressive size.