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He stared at me thoughtfully for a few moments. “If that’s what you want.”
“It is.”
I sucked in a breath when he ran his thumb over my lips. “What if I ever change my mind?”
“About what?”
“What if I decide I need you more than the group?”
I blinked in shock, not sure what to say. I hadn’t expected him to ask that. This could never be anything more than sneaky fun. We both knew that.
“Then you can kiss me,” I whispered.
He nodded, ending the conversation. For a half second, I thought he was going to walk away until he grabbed my hands and pulled me up. Leading me behind the couch, he moved my hands until I was holding on to the top of the couch. Looking over my shoulder at him, I raised an eyebrow, curious about what he was doing. He shot me a mischievous grin before lowering his mouth and trailing his tongue down my spine.
I fought to stay still as he gave the back of my body the same attention as he had given the front when I was on the couch. He kissed and tasted every inch of my skin as he moved lower and lower. My thighs clenched together when his lips grazed the bottom of my spine. Tingles shot through me, and he must have realized he’d found one of my sweet spots because he paid special attention to it.
“Niko,” I cried out in torment when his fingers stopped just short of my pussy for the third time. “What are you waiting for?”
“Well, now that I just heard you begging my name, I think my motivation has changed,” he said, his voice low and husky. “I want to hear it again.”
I bit my tongue in frustration when his thumb barely grazed my clit while his other hand focused on my nipples. Every little flick and pinch sent a spasm straight to my pussy, making my body beg for more.
“Tell me what you want, Sage.”
“I want you to touch me,” I whimpered, spreading my legs wider.
“I am touching you.”
My face flushed, wondering if he really wanted me to spell it out to him. It was obvious he was playing at something. A shiver rolled through me as he rested his chin on my shoulder, his breaths hitting my neck.
“I want you to tell me exactly what you want me to do,” he murmured in my ear. “Do you want my fingers? My mouth? Do you want me to make you beg before I make you scream?”
“Why are you asking?” I breathed out as he kissed my neck.
“Because you’ve lost control of everything in your life. When you’re with me, I can give you a little back.” I held my breath as he spoke. “You’re controlling this. Whatever you want, I’ll give to you.”
A feeling I shouldn’t let creep through me smothered my chest. He cared. Even if it was about sex, he still cared to some extent.
“I want it all,” I said firmly, through ragged breaths. “Everything you want to do to me, do it.”
He groaned. “Good. Because I’ve been dying for a taste.”
Before I knew it, I was in his arms, and he was knocking the remote off the coffee table. Grabbing the throw blanket from the couch, he spread it over the table and then laid me down on my back. Dropping to his knees, he pulled me to the edge. Anticipation had me nearly clamping my thighs together when his breath hit my clit.
He delved his tongue into my pussy, and I cried out from the much-needed contact. His mouth covered my clit, and then he sucked, circling his tongue on my most sensitive spot. My hands gripped the side of the coffee table as my body quickly climbed to the edge. His arms were wrapped around my thighs, keeping his face right where he wanted it.
“Ruined,” he muttered, barely lifting his head. “I’m fucking ruined.”
His words didn’t register with me as the strokes of his tongue overloaded my senses. I sucked in deep breaths while my legs trembled in his grasp. There wasn’t a coherent thought running through my head as I crashed over the edge. I cried out as my thighs clenched, my whole body shaking.
Once my orgasm faded, I attempted to lift my legs from his shoulders, but he tightened his hold, popping his head up to glance at me.
“You gave me free rein to do whatever I wanted to you,” he murmured, his eyes dark with need. “And I’m still hungry.”
With those words, he dove back down. My clit was already still throbbing from my last orgasm, and it didn’t take much before I was struggling against him as another overwhelming crash of pleasure hit me. This time he didn’t slow down at all. His tongue lashed against my clit repeatedly until I was a trembling mess when my third orgasm ripped a scream from my lips.
“Niko,” I cried out when he didn’t let up. “I can’t take anymore. Please.”
