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“So, you can...smell me.”
The thought is wildly embarrassing to me. Maybe it’s because humans in general are so sensitive about our scents and our bodies, but perhaps I’m just nervous about the idea that this man has managed to wiggle into my brain. He knows things about me that I didn’t tell him. He knows because my body has betrayed me, and he can smell just how aroused I am.
But then I realize something else.
Jace doesn’t seem to mind.
In fact, he seems to kind of...like...this.
I reach for him, pulling him close again, and he laughs, kissing me for a long minute. Then he pushes me back on the bed and before I know what’s happening, he’s pulling my sweatpants
off and spreading my legs.
“Jace!” I screech, but he just chuckles and kneels beside the bed. He pulls my legs so they’re over his shoulder, and without hesitation, he starts licking me.
Immediately, every word of protest dies on my lips and I realize that anything I had to say to him wasn’t very important. In fact, I’m starting to wonder why I’ve ever thought about anything at all in the world except for being licked to death by a bear.
Because, if you ask me, this could be a beautiful way to die.
He’s teasing my lips with his tongue and moving slowly around my clit. He’s not getting close enough to touch it, though. He’s leaving me wanting more.
So much more.
I find myself arching my hips, thrusting them toward his mouth. He chuckles against my skin, but I don’t care. I can’t find it in myself to care. I just need more.
My entire body feels like it’s on fire. I’m being burned alive, but it feels so fucking good that I don’t care.
“Please,” I groan, wriggling on the bed. All sense of modesty has fled. I’m not worried about anything now except getting him to lick closer to my clit. I want his tongue there, and I want it there now because I am so fucking close to coming.
“Please what?” He asks, pulling away. He reaches for my body and slides a finger inside of me. He strokes me gently, touching me.
“Please, Jace,” I whisper.
“Tell me what you want.”
Normally, in a situation like this, I’d play coy. I’d act shy. I’d be nervous and uncomfortable, and I’d struggle to put my feelings into words. I’d hold back. I’d be much too scared to say what I’m about to say, but Jace has pushed me too close to the edge.
I need to tell him because I need to come.
No matter what it costs.
“Please make me come,” I say. “Please lick my clit. I’m so close, Jace. I’m so close. Please,” I beg. “Please.”
He doesn’t say a word. He just buries his face between my legs and starts licking again. This time, he touches me exactly where I need him to. This time, he’s licking my clit, flicking it with his tongue, and making me soar higher and higher.
Heat rushes over my body in waves as I get closer and closer.
I’m going to come for him.
I’m going to fall apart for this stranger.
And all I can think about is how fucking good this feels.
About how fucking incredible this moment is.
And then I come.
In a normal sexual experience, I enjoy orgasms as much as the next girl, but this is so much more than a normal experience. Today, right now, I’m being fucking worshipped by this bear and I don’t even care that we don’t know each other very well. I don’t care about any of that. All I know is that he’s still touching me and I’m still coming and I’m so high I could touch the damn clouds if I wanted to.
