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Smiling mischievously, he brings his finger to my opening, dipping it inside as his mouth latches onto my clit. Each swipe of his tongue across the tight ball of nerves pushes me closer to the edge.
The sight of his mouth on my pussy is almost too erotic, but I can’t look away. He’s eating me like a starved man, like he’s a prisoner on death row and I’m his last meal.
Every nerve ending—some I didn’t even know existed—flares to life, and my hips move of their own accord.
“That’s it, beautiful,” he coaxes. “Ride my face. Fuck my tongue.”
His words push me over the edge. My eyes drift shut, my fingers tightening in his hair as I grind my hips against his face. Thank God Rex has a hand around my thigh because when my body convulses, I come long and loud, screaming out his name along with a series of unintelligible words before sagging against him.
He lifts my naked body into his arms with ease. I close my eyes, nuzzling against his chest, and a few seconds later I’m being lowered onto a big, comfy bed.
Sitting up, I reach for him, but he shakes his head. “I’m two seconds from exploding, and if you put your hands on me now, I’ll never last. And I have big plans for us tonight.”
With deft fingers, he pops the buttons of his shirt and shrugs it off. I knew Rex was built—I could see it beneath the fit of his shirt—but I had no idea he looked like this. His chest is chiseled to the point of perfection, his abs cut into a six pack with enough dips and valleys to keep me occupied for days, and oh sweet baby Jesus he’s got one of those Vs I’ve read about, leading to—
“Like what you see?” he asks, tugging off his pants. His cock springs free, hard and throbbing and glistening, begging for my mouth.
I lick my lips. “Like is such a weak word.”
It isn’t lost on me that I have no idea what to do with a guy like Rex. Sure, I’ve been with men, but it’s been the fumblings of young adults. Not one of them looked like this man, and suddenly I’m unsure of how well this is going to work.
Rex takes a step forward, and his rough hand grasps my chin, lifting my face toward his. When our eyes meet, I know I have nothing to be afraid of. It’s written all over his face: he wants me just as bad as I want him.
“What’s wrong?” he asks.
A shiver of need rolls over me at the gravelly sound of his voice, and I shake my head. “Nothing.”
Running his fingers along my jaw, he cups the back of my neck. “No lies. Tell me. What is it?”
How does he do that? It must be one of his superpowers, and I’m convinced he has many.
“You’re so perfect.” I swallow, trying to find my words. “And I’m…” I look down at his cock bobbing heavily between us. “What if I can’t…”
My thoughts become a jumbled mess when Rex palms his cock, slowly working it from base to tip. A small dot of precum forms on the head.
“See that, Shae?”
I nod, my eyes locked on his hand.
“That’s what you do to me. Being near you makes me so hard I can’t see straight. I’ve been walking around with a goddamn hard-on since you showed up at Vault. Walking away from you the other night was the most difficult thing I’ve had to do in years, but I did it because I want you to remember this. I want tonight to be burned into your memory. I want to consume every one of your senses, own every sigh. I want to ruin you, Shae, bring you pleasure you never thought possible. I’m going to make it impossible for any man to ever live up to what happens between us tonight.”
His words pulse through me. I want what he’s offering more than anything. A year from now, I might regret it, regret letting him control my body the way he so desperately wants to, because where will that leave me? But I guess that’s a chance I’ll have to take, because right now I don’t have the strength, or willpower, to ask for anything less.
His gaze sweeps over me. Purposely. Unapologetically. Placing a finger at the base of my neck, he drags it down my chest, over each breast and along my belly, not stopping until his hand is at my hip. Tucking it under my ass, he pulls me to the edge of the bed. He’s still standing, and the height of his bed is perfect, except that I can’t quite reach him.
“I want to touch you,” I beg.
“You will.” He steps forward until his thighs are pressed against the mattress. He grabs first my left leg and then my right, guiding them around his waist. “But right now, I need to fuck you. I’ve been waiting too damn long for this, and I need to feel you wrapped around me. Fast now, beautiful, and then we’ll go slow and you can touch me all you want.”
Oh. Okay.
I like the sound of that.
In the back of my mind, I wonder if I’ll be able to do it more than once. Rex is a large man, much larger than the other men I’ve been with, and I haven’t had sex in years. Worst-case scenario, I won’t be able to walk tomorrow, which I’m surprisingly okay with.
He must be able to read my mind, because he dips his fingers inside of me and says, “Trust me, Shae. I’m going to make this good for you. But make no mistake, we will be here all night.”
Next thing I hear is a condom wrapper tearing. He rolls it on and brings his hands back to my body.
