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That was it. Nothing more, nothing less.

“Enough talking,” she said.

“Let me touch you. Taste you,” he said.

“Stay still and I will.”

He frowned, like he didn’t understand, but she straddled him once more.

Now he got it.

Though he still had his jeans on, they were low on his hips, and his cock was hard and straining against his boxer briefs. She rested her weight on his hips, put her clit against the cotton-encased steel, and rocked just enough to slide her sensitive bundle of nerves along it. And god did it feel good.

He fisted the sheets at his side, as if fighting frustration at not being able to touch her. But this gave her control. Still, he deserved a reward for being patient. She leaned over him and put her hands on either side of his head. Her hair fell like a curtain as she positioned her breast above his mouth.

“You wanted a taste?” she teased, rocking her hips and spreading delicious heat from her core to her entire body, all while she kept herself just out of his reach. Something he didn’t seem to appreciate, because he didn’t answer her. He simply leaned up enough to snag her nipple with his teeth and bit.

“Ah!” she cried out, but it was more of a moan.

“Come. Here,” he said with raw passion and intent in his voice. He opened his mouth. She leaned down and brushed her nipple along his tongue and that wicked piercing. He was still letting her lead, but now he was getting what he wanted.

The sensation of his pierced tongue against her sensitive peak was so good that she wanted to feel it on the other breast. She went to move, but before she could, he closed his lips around her nipple, refusing to let her leave, and sucked hard.

“Oh god, yes,” she groaned.

“I want to feel you wrapped around me,” he said, and that was the only warning she got. He flipped her on her back in the center of the bed and was on top of her in record time. He kissed her hard and fast and desperate.

He spread her legs wide and slid down her body, then kissed her thigh, her knee, her calf, and worked his way back up.

When he threw her legs over his shoulders and tugged her closer, she forgot how to breathe. His mouth hovered over her pussy, and now she knew what if felt like to be toyed with. Like she’d toyed with him.

Thank god his resolve faded faster than hers, because he delved into her opening and fucked her with a stiffened tongue.

“Yes!” she screamed to the ceiling.

God, she’d thought the barbell running over her body was heaven, but to feel it inside her…

The steel stud rubbed her inner walls as he devoured her. She wound one hand in his hair and reached back and pushed on the headboard with the other. She wanted more. Deeper. Harder.

She moved her hips to meet every motion of his skilled mouth, fucking that amazing tongue right back.

He stopped only to flick her clit, and the hard metal against the sensitive bundle of nerves felt amazing.

“I’m going to come, baby,” she said. She didn’t care that she called him an endearment. She was too far-gone to care about much.

“Good. Come for me. Let me taste how bad you want me.”

Hot, bubbling pleasure raced through her veins, and she split apart. Her body spasmed over and over with the most intense orgasm she’d ever had. She heard a scraping noise and realized it was her nails clawing at the headboard.

He rose to his knees, and she sat up and finished what she’d started earlier—removing his pants.

She wasn’t sated. Oh no. She was more turned on than ever.

She bit his hip and sucked his lower torso as she pushed his pants and boxers down. His cock sprang free.

She didn’t pause, didn’t wait. She wrapped her lips around the head of his impressive length and sucked.

“Fuck,” he hissed and cupped her neck. He was wide and long, and she splayed her fingers over his ass and took him as deep into her mouth as she could. “Hold on, honey. I want inside you. If you don’t stop, this is going to be over before it starts.”

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