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She jerked a shoulder. “I’m fine, thanks.” She swallowed another moan as he rubbed the washcloth over her clit.
“Sure about that? Maybe I should test and see.” He eased a finger into her and flexed it, gauging her reaction. “Mmm, you feel so much better than fine to me.”
Her face flooded with heat, and she fought not to squirm as he removed his hand and gave her a few more casual passes with the washcloth. The warmth on her tender flesh felt so nice that she couldn’t even pretend to not appreciate the extra care he took. “Thank you,” she said as he rose to take the washcloth in the other room.
“No problem.” He came back to the bed and gestured. “Sit up.” Once she’d obliged him, he sat behind her to undo the laces of her corset with deft fingers. As the bodice dipped, she clutched it to her chest and shut her eyes.
He didn’t chastise or tease or demand, just eased her hands away so he could cup first one breast, then the other, gently flicking their tips.
“Beautiful,” he said.
He drew the fabric away from her body and moved on to her panties, sliding them down her legs. “Now lie back for me, sweetheart.”
She couldn’t do anything else. Not when his voice was so rich and his molten gaze stirred things to life inside her she’d begun to believe she would never feel. But here he was, offering them to her, if only she had the nerve to reach.
Lifting her hand to him, she reclined against the pillows and inched open her legs again. Each time was a bit easier. He took in an uneven breath before he laced his fingers with hers and somehow fit his big body between her thighs on the narrow bed. Then he worked his way down, his mouth sparking tiny fires on her breasts and belly, his palm pressing her fingers into the mattress to hold her still when she would’ve tried to escape.
She knew where he was headed. The intimacy of that act still freaked her out, and lying before him, naked and vulnerable, made it even worse.
He would make her scream. Own her, just as he’d said.
The appreciative sound he made in his throat caused her to shiver again. “You need this, don’t you? Just this.”
“Yes,” she whispered as he slid his tongue down her slit. She was still sensitive, but his tongue coaxed her desire back to the forefront. When he added a single finger, working it in and out of her passage while he licked her clit, she closed her eyes and gave in. There was no running from this. She wouldn’t try. Couldn’t if she wanted to. It was a freight train bearing down on her, fast, unstoppable—
The first orgasm punched through her system, leaving her shuddering against her dark sheets. She clutched the bedding in her free hand, hips still pumping, wordlessly rising to meet his erotic kisses. He released her other hand, and she drove it into his hair, cupping him against her as he slipped a second finger into her still-pulsing sex. He sealed his lips around her clit and sucked so hard that rockets exploded behind her eyes, better than any Independence Day.
This was hers. Virgin be gone. Halle-freaking-lujah.
“I know there’s more where that came from.” He spread her thighs open, fastening his mouth to her without shame. He licked her, fingers on a mission inside her, crooking upward, seeking that secret spot he’d exploited so thoroughly earlier. “You’re not going to hold back on me. I’ll eat you all night if I have to.” He nipped her lower stomach, and she jolted, stunned at how the flash of pain only stoked the fire higher. “I’ll never fucking stop.”
She believed him. Oh, did she. He sucked on her lower lips, pulling at the swollen flesh, using the thumb of his other hand to torment her overloaded clit. She twitched and moaned, caught between wishing he’d relent and desperate that he wouldn’t. Dying by orgasm would make for one hell of an obituary.
“Bry,” she gasped, flexing against his relentless mouth.
“Yes, baby.” He eased his strokes, making her sob in frustration until his thumb circled just right and he drove his fingers deep. “I love you like this. Wet and open, just for me. Let me taste all of you.”
She buried her face in the nearest pillow and screamed at the spasms rolling through her body. He continued nuzzling her as she came, his tongue nursing her through the contractions. Her trembling went on and on, and he didn’t cease. And neither did she.
By the time he climbed up to kiss her, she was adrift on the closest thing to euphoria she’d ever known. He turned his head to laugh into her hair, but it didn’t feel like he was making fun. More like he was delighted.
She totally understood. She could’ve levitated on the power of her afterglow alone.
Eyes still closed, she walked her fingers through the smattering of hair on his chest. She’d barely had time to appreciate it before she’d glimpsed his sword of doom. Or glory.
Definitely glory.
“You okay?” He kissed the side of her neck, his teeth grazing her skin. Always edging their pleasure with a hint of pain. She had no complaints. She might never complain again, ever.
/> “So okay. You really are a champion p—” Catching herself, her eyes flew open, and she found him studying her with a lazy smile. “Nothing. Never mind.”
“Aww, say it. Maybe something starting with p? So many of my favorite words start with that letter. Pizza. Porsche.” He bit her earlobe. “Pussy.”
She hated that she startled. Hated more that he chuckled until that laughing mouth closed over hers. His kisses drugged her, carrying her along on his amusement and the heat still humming through her body. It was so easy to twine her arms around his neck and open up to him in every way. Mouth, legs, even heart. Just for a moment.
Just for tonight.
His erection brushed her mound, and then lower, lower. He rubbed against her, encouraging her to arch into his movements. Relaxing her so that when he stopped teasing and slid the tip of his cock inside, she didn’t make a noise. Barely felt a sting. But God, the fullness of him. So incredible. Even though they’d done this once already, this time was different.
