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“You’re already so wet for me, Verity.” His tongue flicked out. “I can’t wait any longer to taste you again.”

Her moan, on bending knees, tore through him. So he devoured her. Plunged his tongue deep inside of her. Suckled at her clit, and licked up her folds. All the while swelling in his breeches.

“Verity,” he growled.

“More, Ash. More.”

Hearing his whimpered name on her lips made him savage. He licked and sucked until she was crying out. “Don’t stop.”

Nothing would make him stop until he felt her pulsating around him. Her legs shook as he delved deep again and then licked all the way up to her bundle.

“Yes.” Her voice, barely a whisper, reached inside of him and twisted.

He suckled at her until she cried out softly and slumped against the door.

“That’s it.” He got to his feet and scooped her into his arms, bringing her to the settee.

“I want more, Ash. Do we have time for…more?” Her eyes dropped to the bulge in his breeches causing it to twitch.

“Fuck. Yes. We have more time. What do you want?”

“I’m really hungry.” With weakened arms, she curled a finger into the top hem of his breeches, pulling him closer. “I want a taste.”

He opened his falls and took his cock in hand. “You want some of this, Verity?” He stroked himself while he watched her eyes grow heavy.

“Yes.” She licked her lips and tried to sit forward.

“Let me feed you, darling.” The endearment slipped out, but Verity didn’t seem to notice, just opened her mouth.

Her hands fell to his thighs. “Tell me what to do.”

Those five words spoke volumes. He knew she was a widow. Expected that she had experience. But her saying this…now…he knew. It was like she had opened a window into her marriage, into her soul.

She wanted pleasure like this but had never experienced it before. And something in his heart cracked. It cracked open. Like a hatching egg. Which was the most bizarre sensation Ash had ever experienced. Their encounters together were now painted in a new light.

“You can’t do anything wrong.”

And with that reassurance, she replaced his hand where he had been fisting himself, and her tongue darted out to take a small lick.

When she closed her eyes on a sigh, he felt himself throbbing.

Waiting.

She licked him again, underneath. And this time, when her tongue touched the tip, she closed her mouth around him. Pulled him in. And sucked. Cheeks hollowed out. She hummed delight.

God, he was about to come right now in her pretty little mouth.

He couldn’t even stop himself from a couple of small thrusts.

“That’s enough, Verity.” Begrudgingly, he withdrew from her mouth and she licked her lips.

He sank into the settee next to her and pulled her on his lap. “C’mere.”

His hands cupped her jaw while his mouth went to work on hers. Tasting himself on her lips, his cock grew even harder.

“Are you going to tell me how to come again?”

“Yes. Inside of me.” She shucked up her skirts at the same time he fisted the base of his cock to line up with her. But he waited for her to make her move.