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I couldn’t help but smile. He’d always been ready and willing to please.
As the pads of two fingers went to work on my clit, my own fingers curled around the soft, pewter-gray comforter. He rubbed the sensitive knot quickly, with just the right amount of pressure. My pulse kicked up several notches. My breathing picked up as well.
I dropped my head to the mattress and closed my eyes. All the sensations he so easily evoked sprang to life, whirling around inside me like a cyclone.
The hand on my ass moved to the bed, and he planted an elbow and forearm alongside my hip. He leaned over me, his lips grazing my shoulder as he pushed a finger deep into my cunt, making me cry out from the pleasure that tore through me.
“That’s it,” he whispered in my ear in his sexy voice. “Take what you want.”
My inner walls contracted around his finger, holding it tight as he stroked me a little faster, a little harder. He knew how I liked it.
I arched my back and lifted my ass higher. He worked a second finger into my pussy. “So tight and wet,” he murmured as he continued to kiss my shoulder and then my neck.
I wished he were naked so I could feel his body against mine, but I didn’t want him to stop what he was doing in order to strip down. I was so close to a much-needed orgasm. It was within my grasp, and I didn’t want to lose it.
He shifted again, going up on his knees. His free hand slid between me and the mattress, skimming over my belly and down to the apex of my legs. He rubbed my clit again as he finger-fucked me, pushing me right to the glorious edge.
“Yes,” I moaned. “Oh, God, yes.”
“Come for me, Fiona,” he said. “Come all over my fingers.”
I squeezed the fists full of material I still clutched. Everything inside of me was tight and tingly. His fingers on my clit and inside me felt just right. Exactly what I needed.
“Do it,” he urged. “I want to hear you call out my name when you come.”
His strokes became a bit more forceful. He was determined to get me off in record time, it seemed. He did a damn good job of it. My breath came in heavy pulls and my body felt ultrasensitive from head to toe. Inside and out.
“Oh,” I said on a sharp breath. “Just a little more.”
He quickened the pace. My undoing.
“Michael!” I yelled out as a powerful orgasm exploded deep within me.
The collision of all those scorching-hot sensations felt like someone had lit a sparkler inside me. My pussy clenched his fingers, milking them as I savored every single spark.
“Jesus,” he said when I finally released him. My climax ebbed. He let out a low groan, then added, “You make me so fucking hot.”
I opened my eyes and looked over my shoulder again. “I think that’s the other way around.”
His grin was a sexy one. “Getting you off turns me on.”
He withdrew his fingers and rolled me onto my back. He positioned himself between my legs and dipped his head to my pussy lips.
I moaned. His mouth hadn’t yet connected with my skin, but the anticipation made exhilaration race through me. I knew how good he was at going down on me. How on earth I had denied myself for so long was beyond me.
When his tongue swiped over my folds, my hips jerked. A strange little squeak seeped out from my parted lips before I sighed happily. He chuckled, his warm breath blowing against my wet flesh. Then he got serious. His fingers parted my labia and the tip of his tongue flicked over my clit, keeping my pussy throbbing from my recent orgasm. The quick flickering of his tongue was like butterfly wings fluttering against the sensitive bundle of nerves. My breath caught, and I curled my fingers around strands of his hair.
“You are so good at that,” I told him. He’d been the first man to ever make love to me this way. It’d always seemed too intimate, too naughty. He’d assured me I’d enjoy it so I’d let him have his way with me. Boy, had he been right.
When he gently drew my clit into his mouth and suckled it, I let out a sharp moan.
“Feel good?” he asked.
“You have no idea.”
He went back to alternately licking and sucking, driving me absolutely wild. My hips bucked, and my inner thighs and stomach quivered. The prickly sensation around my nipples caused me to palm my breasts and squeeze them roughly. Then I pinched the tight centers, rolling and tugging on the nipples as Michael’s tongue action quickened.
I was damn close to another orgasm. He slid a finger into my pussy again and used long, full strokes.
