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Michael alternated his technique from the flitting to a long lapping motion to the flitting. He could feel the ribbons of excitement race through her, sensed her restlessness as she clutched thick locks of his hair.
He tugged on her folds with his lips, making her whimper.
“That feels incredible,” she told him. “Everything you do feels so incredible.”
“Wait’ll I fuck you.” He toyed with her further by circling her opening with the tip of his tongue before penetrating the narrow canal.
“Michael!” Her hips rose off the desk. “Oh, God. You’re going to make me come again.”
That was certainly the plan. He went back to licking the swollen knot of nerves as he eased one finger inside her. She pressed herself more firmly to his mouth, her pelvis undulating with his rhythm. He worked in a second finger and pumped vigorously. She was dripping wet, her cream coating his tongue and his fingers.
He was rock-hard and wasn’t quite sure how he was going to survive a few more minutes of not being buried in her warm, slick depths. But he was still a man on a mission.
His mouth left her pussy and trailed upward, over her belly to her breasts as he stood. His tongue curled around a beaded center. He continued massaging her inner walls with a steady, purposeful pace, the pad of his thumb rubbing her clit at the same time.
He drew her nipple into his mouth, his teeth gently scraping.
“Yes,” she said. “I love that. Suck my nipples.”
He paid the other one the same attention.
“Oh, yes. Oh, God, yes.”
Michael was caught between the torment of being so damn close to exploding and the erotic pleasure of pushing her higher. Enjoying her body. Thriving on the way she responded to him, the trembling that besieged her and the scarcity of her breath.
She’d come even harder this time. He’d make sure of it.
He kissed her passionately. Stroked faster. Then broke the kiss and returned to her nipple with a stronger suctioning.
“Michael!” she called out. Her inner muscles clenched at his fingers as she climaxed. Clenching so damn tight, making him crazed because he wanted it to be his cock her pussy contracted around.
He didn’t withdraw from her as her hips continued to roll and she stole the last vestiges of orgasm.
Michael left feathery kisses along the tops of her breasts, across her collarbone, up her neck.
“Think I’ve died and gone to heaven,” she whispered.
“Not yet. I’m not done with you.”
“There won’t be anything left of me when you are.”
He kissed her, then said, “I think you can handle it.”
“Then don’t hold back.”
His gaze locked with hers. “I don’t intend to.”
FOUR
Scarlet’s insides blazed brighter. She was already incinerating from the hotter than hell man staring so deeply into her eyes and the sensational orgasms he’d given her. Michael’s hunky body between her legs made every inch of her sizzle even more.
She released the strands of his hair that she’d probably yanked on too firmly when she’d come, but he didn’t seem to mind. She fisted the material at his nape and pulled, dragging his shirt over his head, breaking their eye contact for only a brief second. Tossing aside the garment, she ran both hands along his sinewy forearms and up to his bulging biceps. He was magnificently built, all sculpted muscles and smooth, tanned skin.
Her hands continued to roam, up to his broad shoulders, then down the front of him. He had a solid, well-defined pectoral ledge that her fingers grazed, her nails gently rasping his small, pebbled nipples.
His teeth ground. She was testing his restraint. She could see it in his smoldering gaze. Could feel it in the intensity that radiated from him.
She kept up her exploration, loving the way his body tensed as her fingertips skimmed his cut abs, heading south. When she reached the buckle on his belt, he let out a harsh grunt that was additional confirmation she was pushing him right to the edge.
