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I could already picture her clawing my back and biting my ear when I finally got inside her. It prompted me to rush things along. I had wanted to draw this out and make her really sweat, but reaching my own limit, I thrust two fingers in her and plunged my tongue right where she wanted it.
She gasped. She arched. And then she fell apart, coming hard and fast.
It was nirvana. I couldn’t wait to feel all this wrapped around my cock.
As soon as the last big spasm claimed her and her legs fell limp around either side of my face, I sat up to gaze down at her, eager to catch her expression.
She looked dazed, her plump lips were wet and dewy and her eyes were glossy and unfocused. But when she peered up at me, she still managed a smile. My dick twitched in my pants, growing even more painfully confined. But I didn’t care because I was gazing at the most amazing view on the planet. Bailey Prescott, post-orgasm was a sight to behold.
“My God,” I murmured, overwhelmed. “You are so fucking beautiful.”
Her cheeks glowed pink. Then ducking her face to the side in the first act of bashfulness I’d ever seen her display, she said, “You’re not so bad yourself, Bucket. But you’re making me all freaky self-conscious down here, being totally naked while you’re still completely dressed.”
I chuckled. “I think it’s hot.”
“Well, I think it’s not,” she argued, growing bolder as she turned back fully to me in order to scowl. “Now, take ‘em off and show me the goods already, Hilliard. What exactly have I purchased here?”
“Purchased?” I arched an eyebrow meaningfully, even as I removed my boots.
“Well…” She shrugged, not quite able to make direct eye contact since she was too busy watching me undress. “I do own you now, don’t I?”
Her gaze finally lifted to mine as she sent me a challenging stare.
I grinned. “About as much as I own you, I guess.” And to prove how much control I had over her body, I flicked my finger up her abdomen, toward her breast, making her shudder from the delight.
“Damn, you’re good at that,” she had to admit, her nipples turning hard and eager for more. “I mean, seriously, Beck. I was certain I wasn’t even capable of having a…well, you know. But you…and it happened so fast, like…wow. How the hell did you do that?”
She seemed to be reliving what I’d done to her; she didn’t even notice I’d stripped down to my boxer shorts.
Glad I’d made such a good impression on her, I decided to let her in on my secrets.
“Here,” I murmured, taking her hand and coaxing it to follow my lead where I lowered it to between her legs. She let me until I moved her pointer fingers over a spot that made her jump.
“You feel that right there?” I murmured. “That slick little nub?”
When I moved her finger across it again, her body gave another jolt.
Oh, yeah. She definitely felt it.
“Yeah,” she answered in a high voice, her face filled with a glazed tension as she bit her lip.
I grinned, loving her willingness to let me play. “That’s your clit.” I urged her fingers to circle it. “You don’t touch it directly. Not at first, anyway. You go around it as close to contact as possible, tease it, drive it mad with desire, until it’s cursing you and crazy for direct contact. That’s the key to arousal. You don’t give your body what it wants at the beginning. First, you make it want it, make it need it, make it so desperate for the pleasure you can give it that by the time you finally do touch it where it really makes a difference, it just…”
“Explodes,” Bailey answered for me, her voice breathless and full of that rising need and desperation.
“Exactly.” I kissed her hair and backed my hand away so she was the only one touching herself. Watching her with her hand buried between her legs was the hottest thing I’d ever seen. “God, that is so perfect.” I bit my knuckles to keep from reaching out and interfering with her administrations.
My gaze followed the movement of her fingers for a few seconds longer before it rose to her face to find that she was watching my expression.
Her bottom lip was wet and dewy as if she’d been biting it, and her eyes were glossy with a primal awareness. She knew exactly what she was doing to me.
She gave a low, husky laugh. “You’re teaching me how to masturbate, aren’t you?”
My eyebrow quirked. “Maybe.” Laying down on my stomach so my face was between her open thighs, I said, “Don’t stop.”
“What’re you—?” She cut herself off with a chocked cry as I entered her with my tongue. “Ohmigod, ohmigod, ohmigod!”
Her fingers worked faster so I thrust deeper. Within seconds, she was gasping and going off again, filling my mouth with a decadent flavor I’d never forget.
