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His mouth tilts in a half smile and his eyes are warm as he lifts a hand to my face, fingers tangling in my hair.
“These are perfect,” he says in a low voice, both hands sliding down to my breasts, lifting me to make my cleavage even more dramatic. He groans, and my mouth goes dry with want as I see the way his hips arch forward a tiny bit, as though he wants to touch his cock to my breasts.
The thought is almost painfully erotic, even more so when he unhooks my bra, letting my breasts spill into his hands.
His fingers play with my nipples, alternating between teasing flicks and just-right pinching, and by the time he lowers to his knees beside the couch I’m panting.
Mark presses a hand to my stomach, holding me against the couch as he dips his head and wraps his lips around a nipple.
I arch into his mouth as his tongue flicks over the tip of my breast, teasing, torturing, then he sucks it into his mouth once more to soothe.
He gives the other breast equal attention, and just when I think nothing can feel better than his mouth on my breasts, I feel his hand between my legs, rubbing over the lace of my underwear.
I’m dying for his fingers to touch me—really touch me—but he makes me wait, rubbing back and forth with just enough pressure to tease but not satisfy.
It’s only when I lean up and nip his shoulder in warning that he gives in with a harsh laugh, fingers sliding beneath the elastic to where I’m wet and wanting.
He rolls his tongue over the tip of my breast as he slowly slides one finger into me.
“Mark.” I arch as I say it, pressing myself against his hand.
He answers by adding another finger, stretching me ever so slightly. I’m so turned on that if he so much as gets close to my clit, I’ll come.
I feel him smile against my breast and realize I’ve said it out loud, but I’m way too turned on to be embarrassed.
He pulls away slightly, easing my blue lace panties down over my thighs as I lay spread out on the couch for him to devour.
He tosses them aside, then returns to gently pumping two fingers inside me with one hand, the other hand sliding to my inner thigh, spreading me wider so that he can—
Mark lowers his head, his tongue pressing against my clit where he flicks once, twice—
I’m gone.
I’ve never been a silent-O kind of girl, but never have I been a screamer until right this very second, when I’m pretty sure my shouts make the walls shake as much as my body.
Sometime later—days?—I manage to open an eye, watching as he presses soft kisses just below my belly button. He meets my eyes. “Condoms?” he asks softly.
“Upstairs,” I manage. “Although I’m on the pill—”
I don’t even finish the sentence before his boxers are off and he’s lowering on top of me. I guess that’s the benefit of being with your best friend—there’s a level of trust there, so you can skip pesky conversations about STD tests.
The tip of his cock nudges my folds and I moan, all thoughts of tests and logistics out the window.
I wrap my legs around his waist and arch up, wanting him now, but he holds back, his fingers finding my chin, forcing me to look at him. “Kell—”
I frantically shake my head. I don’t want to talk. Not about what’s happening between us and what it might change. What already changed the second we kissed.
I swear I see something like regret pass over his face, but it’s gone in an instant, replaced by hot-blooded male.
His hands slide down to my hips, forcing my lower body to be still, to take him slowly. He slides inside me a little bit at a time, and I realize with every second how out of my league I am with him.
I’m good in bed, but Mark’s phenomenal. He’s got patience, and he knows how to use it, making every moment, every sensation about ten times more intense than I’ve ever experienced before.
The moment when he’s all the way inside me? Heaven. Better than heaven.
And just when I think I can’t possibly fly any higher, be any more turned on, he starts to thrust. Slowly at first, letting us find each other’s rhythm, and then, faster, harder…
He rests his palms on either side of my head, straightening his arms until he’s braced above me watching my face with fierce determination.
