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She felt him lean forward to twirl his tongue lazily in the small of her back.
“Mmm.” Her brain was officially closed for the duration. All she could do was revel in the sensations Dimitri produced. Delicious, delicious sensations.
“You like that?”
He didn’t seem to need an answer, so she didn’t give him one. She was floating in that blissful place between sleep and awareness, where sensation was everything, and she never wanted it to end.
Strong hands turned her slowly, until she was lying on her back. She opened one eye a crack, to see him in the early morning light. He knelt between her legs, his hands smoothing over her body sensitising her skin to his barest touch. A gentle brush on the backs of her knees made her purr. A tingle on her thigh made her yearn for more. A whisper of a touch on the inside of her wrist. Soft circles around the fullness of her breasts made them swollen and desperate for a stronger touch. His hand, flat and gentle, curved around her throat. His thumb stroked along her jaw and then his hand slid down the centre of her body, over her stomach to brush through her curls. Then the fleeting touch was gone again.
She moaned, deep and low. “You’re making me crazy.”
The answer was a knowing chuckle before the wetness of his tongue hit her sensitive nipple. With a gasp, she bowed her body up into his touch.
“Nuh, uh.” Firm on her hips. “Stay.”
“Do I look like a dog to you?” The complaint was weak.
“You look like perfection to me.” His mouth covered her nipple and he sucked deep.
The sound he yanked from her throat was nothing she’d recognise if she heard it later. Her hands shot to his head, threading her fingers through his hair to hold on tight.
Relentlessly, he sucked and nibbled and teased, until she was panting, desperate for more. Fingers tightened on the tip of her neglected breast, squeezing hard. Electric jolts through her body.
“Yes.” Widening her legs, she cradled him closer to her body.
She was slick with need, every inch of her body oversensitive as she writhed beneath him. More. She needed more. “I need you inside me.”
“Not yet.” He trailed his tongue down her stomach, teasing her belly button with the tip of it, while his hands stayed on her breasts, massaging, caressing, teasing.
“Please.” The word was a gasp, her mind no longer cognizant of language. Sounds merged—her gasps and breaths, Dimitri’s words and cooing encouragement. She heard her own blood pulsing through her body. Need was loud in every breath an
d moan.
There was only Dimitri’s touch. Actions became purely instinctual, born of need, driven by sensation. Her hips lifted as he blew cool air over the wet trail he’d left on her skin.
Lips covered her wet core and he gave her the most intimate of kisses. Words burst from her mouth. She didn’t recognise them. All she knew was the ferocious pressure building inside of her, making her primal in her need for release.
“Sh.” He gentled her, before launching another assault to make her lose her mind.
Fingers slid inside her, stroking, teasing. She clamped down on him, wanting all of it, but needing more.
“Please, please, please, please…” Her neck arched, eyes pressed shut as lights blazed behind them. A kaleidoscope of colour. “Please.” It was a sob. Desperate need filled with raw brutal longing. He kept her on edge, ready to snap at any moment. Hovering on the brink of losing control completely.
Suddenly his touch was gone.
“No!” It was a wail.
His body pressed over hers. His lips demanding her kiss. Demanding her surrender. Taking it anyway.
“Now.” An order, pressed against her lips.
He surged into her and she shattered. Back bowed, neck taut, nails digging into his sides. There was no thought. No ability to reason. Just wonderful, overwhelming feeling. Tingles in her body. Shudders as she came down from her peak. She blinked her eyes open to find him staring at her and that’s when he started to move.
“Mine.” He nipped her bottom lip as he rocked into her.
She wrapped her legs around him. Lazy, drunk on him. Yet, already the pressure was starting to build anew.
“Again.” It was an order.
