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When my release finally settled, I eased back, helping her feet hit the floor.
Her eyes were still on fire. She wanted more. She hadn’t come yet, and she wanted more. She walked past me toward the queen-size bed, stripping along the way. Her shirt and bra lay on the floor, and she was now naked, lying supine.
I wouldn’t let her down. I quickly rid myself of every piece of clothing, including the gun strapped to my ankle, and joined her on the bed. She said nothing, which surprised me. I knew Marjorie Steel. She’d want to know what had brought this on.
But first I’d give her an orgasm that would blow her mind. Maybe two or three.
Her tits were swollen, the nipples erect and beautiful just waiting for my mouth and fingers. I fingered one, squeezing it, while I lowered my head and nipped at the other.
She arched her back and moaned. The texture of the nipple was silky against my tongue, and her skin tasted slightly salty. I inhaled. A lavender fragrance accented her natural apple musk. Her rosy flesh a sharp contrast to my tan hands. She was a feast for all my senses.
I could nibble at her breasts for hours, so beautiful they were, and the raspy sounds from her throat spurred me on further. So lovely. So gorgeous. So perfect.
So mine.
Always mine.
I replaced my mouth with my other hand,
squeezing her rosy globes as I kissed down her flat abdomen to her luscious pussy.
Her fragrance was ripe and fresh. I inhaled first. I could go slowly now that I’d gotten the edge off my own need. I’d looked before, touched before, tasted before, but now I wanted to truly take my time. Savor her.
She was pink and swollen, her labia engorged and ready. I kissed her first. Kissed her wet opening, swirled my tongue over her slit, and then tugged at her lips. Next I nipped her clit lightly. Just lightly, but she arched her back and moaned, bending her knees and lifting her hips to give me better access. I moved my finger to her canal, teasing the bottom of her slit as I sucked at her hard clit. She tasted like springtime, like perfection, like the perfect storm of love and lust.
The sucking sounds mingled with her moans were a treat to my ears. All my senses were on high alert, and I continued to nibble at her, teasing her with just the tip of my finger.
“Bryce, God! Please!”
I smiled against her wet folds. I’d tease her more, make her wait. In a way, I was punishing her for not answering her phone tonight. For making me crazy.
Now I’d make her crazy.
Still just the tip of my finger. Just the lightest of sucking on her clit.
Until I couldn’t take it anymore.
I wanted my fingers inside her, wanted to feel the suction of her pussy walls around them as they’d been around my cock only moments before.
I plunged two fingers into her.
And she shattered around me.
“Yeah, sweetheart.” I let go of her clit for only a second to watch the pink hue scatter across her flesh. “That’s it. Come for me.”
Her pussy walls were wet and clamped around my fingers, and every part of me reacted. I was hard again, even after a short time, and I wanted more. I wanted to be inside her again.
Wanted it badly—but even more, I wanted to torture her further.
When her contractions slowed, I went back to her clit and sucked hard.
And she began again.
Again.
And again.
She fisted the comforter as I continued to torment her, pleasure her, make her mine. So sexy, so perfect, so delicious.
