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Amora
Malix blinks at me,an expression I can’t quite read passing through his features as he absorbs my words. His violet eyes look even more starkly beautiful than usual, standing out against the dark tint of his skin as he holds my gaze.
“Thank you, kitty,” he murmurs.
Then he leans forward and kisses me.
His hand palms my cheek, a soft and almost sweet gesture that’s at odds with the hungry way his lips slant over mine. He rolls toward me, going up on one elbow and leaning over me as we kiss, one hand skating down the curves of my body as he gropes me shamelessly through my borrowed clothes.
When he catches the hem of my shirt between his fingers and tugs it upward, I lift my upper body a little, raising my hands over my head and breaking our kiss to allow him to pull the shirt off. He tosses it somewhere on the floor behind him, neither of us paying attention to where it lands as his gaze rakes over my topless form.
“You’ve got the prettiest fucking tits,” he tells me, dragging his full bottom lip between his teeth as he palms one of them, grazing his thumb over the nipple until it goes stiff and hard under his touch.
“Gee, thanks.” My tone is dry, but the words end in a soft hiss as he pinches my nipple lightly, as if he’s testing out my response.
“You like that?” He shifts his gaze up to my face, still fondling my breast and playing with my nipple.
“Yeah,” I admit, because I really fucking do. And I’m too worn out and worn down by all the shit that’s been happening lately to worry about whether or not it’s a good idea to admit that to Malix. Whether or not it’s a good idea to lie topless on a bed with him and let him look at me the way he is.
Like he wants to eat me up.
Like he wants to fucking worship me.
“I like it too.” He pinches my nipple gently again, rolling it between his fingers, then drops his head and swipes his tongue over the sensitive tip, making me hiss again. “I like seeing what I can do to you, how I can make you respond. Every time I see a new look on your face, I think that’s my favorite one. But then I do something else and find a new favorite.”
Still watching me, he catches my nipple between his teeth, barely putting any pressure on it, just holding it there. I bite down on my lip, unable to tear my gaze away from the sight of him. My clit is throbbing, and I squeeze my legs together a little to ease the ache.
Malix doesn’t miss the movement, and he grins mischievously, his teeth still gripping my nipple. Then he closes his lips around my breast, drawing more of it into his mouth with a deep pull that’s pleasurable and a little painful all at once. As he sucks on my breast, his hand drifts down between my legs, cupping the damp heat of my pussy through my cotton shorts.
“God, Malix,” I groan, arching against him.
I can feel his smile against my skin as he releases my breast from his mouth, and he nips at me lightly again.
“God… Malix…” He shrugs one shoulder. “You can call me either one of those names, kitty. Whichever you like.”
I roll my eyes, shifting my gaze up to the ceiling as he tortures my nipple with his tongue again, grinding the heel of his hand against my clit. “I get it. Because you’re so godlike?”
“Yeah. Something like that.”
He chuckles, and I swear that sound alone could make me come if he does it again. He lifts his head again, peering up at me from beneath his thick dark lashes.
“Besides,” he adds, his eyes burning as they meet mine, “you’re the one who told me you don’t think I’m all bad. Maybe I want to try being good for once.”
“Oh, yeah?” I arch a brow. “Good how?”
“I’ll show you.”
With those words, he sits back, leaving my nipple peaked and hard as a fucking diamond as the cool air of the room hits the tight little bud. He takes a second to shamelessly ogle my boobs before sliding off the mattress and dropping to his knees at the edge of the bed. My legs are still dangling off the side, and he hooks his hands under my knees, tugging me a little closer to the edge until I’m right where he wants me.
The shorts I borrowed are made of a stretchy fabric, so it takes him almost no effort at all to slide them over my hips and down my legs. I don’t have any panties on. The shorts were my last article of clothing, his last barrier to having me completely naked.
He seems pleased that it was so easy to get me undressed. He makes a little noise in his throat as he skims his hands up my legs, starting at the ankles and sliding his palms all the way up to my thighs.
“You’ve got a pretty pussy too,” he murmurs. “So pink and wet. So fucking gorgeous.”
As he speaks, he spreads my legs open wider, gripping my thighs in both hands as his fingers dig into my flesh. The weight of his gaze makes my core clench, and I can feel the wetness coating my pussy lips as his pupils dilate.
With a look of utter focus, of pure heated fascination, he glides one hand farther up my leg until he reaches the apex of my thighs. I expect him to thrust his finger inside me, but instead, he just slides them through my folds, continuing his possessive perusal of my body.
I can’t look away from him. I can’t stop staring at the way his muscular shoulders fit between my legs, the way he bites down on his lower lip as he gently dips one finger inside me. He drags my slick arousal up to spread it over my clit, and I whimper softly.
“Fuuuuck,” he murmurs. “You like that too, yeah?”
I nod, even though he’s not looking at my face at the moment.
“What about this?” Still keeping up the slow, torturous circles with his fingertip, Malix turns his head a little and bites the inside of my thigh.
“Fuck! Shit!”
My upper body jerks off the bed as the unexpected jolt of sensation hits me like a bullet, and I can feel a gush of wetness seep from me in response.
“Oh, holy fuck,” Malix groans. “How the hell was I ever supposed to resist you?”
He’s been teasing me with his words this whole time, but I think those ones are meant more for himself than me. And as if to answer his own question, he settles his hands on my thighs again, holding them open as he leans forward and buries his face between my legs.
