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She kisses my chest. “Only for now.” I nod. She whispers, “As soon as the wedding’s over—”
“The minute it’s over.”
I can feel her cheeks rise against my skin. Kissing her once more, I add, “But for tonight—”
“We should probably slow things down again.” Not the answer I wanted to hear. Tilting her head back, she smiles. “I heard that huff. I said slow, not end, Welly.” When she wiggles her brow, it’s game on.
“Did you just waggle your eyebrows at me?”
“I did. What are you going to do about it?”
I slip my hand under the covers and slide up the top of her thigh.
Her mouth opens.
I pull the covers down and run my tongue over the top of her breast the bra left exposed.
Her tongue runs over the corner of her mouth before the softest of mewls is released. My cock reacts by hardening.
Disappearing under the covers altogether, I anchor myself by holding her hips with my hands and then kiss beneath a little pink bow on the top of her panties. I lift the covers to watch her.
She bites her lip.
I hook my fingers around the edges of the cotton and begin to leisurely pull them down until she bends her knees and lifts so I can remove them altogether. I stop, though.
Enough light penetrates the blanket for me to see the beauty of her body. A curve from her waist to her hips leads my eyes to where it meets her thighs. Her perfect legs. I start there, wedging my shoulder under the right thigh while kissing the inside of the other. I can’t resist going deeper with her, tasting her, feeling her heat on my tongue.
“Rad?” she asks on the end of a pant.
“Yeah?” I run the end of my nose along the side of her thigh.
Breathless, she says, “Being with you like this . . . it’s still new.”
I pause, wanting to reassure her and rid her tone of any insecurity. I lift the covers until our eyes meet. I can imagine my eyes reflect the same desire I find inside hers, but I want to take away any doubts she may have. “As fast or slow as you want to go. You’re in control.”
I love the sweet smile and nod she gives me. How did I deserve such trust? I already know this is not where and when we’ll have sex for the first time. It won’t just be the freedom to be together. It will also be about the freedom to express ourselves. I want to hear her yell my fucking name at the peak of her orgasm.
After that, I’m going to take my time and have her do it all over again. I want to experience her and listen to every noise she makes. I want her to feel free to moan and cry out and scream as I bring her to orgasm. Something I’ve fantasized about for so long.
I will my erection to go down, but nothing works. Her scent surrounds me, enticing me, so I push my hips against the mattress, trying to find some sort of relief. The more I hear and feel her losing control, the more the discomfort in my boxers grows.
No way am I putting my needs before hers, though. I started this, and I intend to enjoy every inch of this sublime body of hers. I start making love to her pussy with my mouth.
Touching.
Kissing.
The sheets are fisted around me, her hips bucking against my mouth until I hold her still again. This time, I fuck her with my tongue until my hair is pulled as she releases under a barrage of heavy breaths mixed with my name being whispered.
Licking.
Sucking.
Writhing beneath me.
Her body shivers with a giggle as she comes back down from the heavens. I climb up next to her and fall on my back. She lies there with her features at peace, her eyes closed for only a minute or so before turning to me. “You were right.”
“About?” I grin in response, though I have no idea what she’s about to say.
“You’re very good when you’re bad.”
“I’m not usually one for I told you so.” I move her hair behind her shoulder just to see her graceful neck. It’s the spot where her neck meets her shoulder that draws me to kiss her right there again. “Why do you taste so sweet?”
Her chest vibrates with laughter. “It’s the s’mores.” Maneuvering on top of me, she bends down until we’re nose to nose. Her little body rocking on my middle has me gripping her hips and holding her down harder. A rumbling growl builds strength inside. “You feel so good, you naughty girl.”
“Guess what?”
“What?”
Escaping my grasp, she slips under the blanket. “Want to see how bad I can be?”
Yes. Fucking yes!
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I want to have sex with Tealey.
