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She was the only thing he could focus on. Just like he did with the rest of her, he drank her in with his eyes. She was a veritable five-course meal for the senses, and every cell in his body cried out for him to consume her.
He blew warm air against her clit, watching as it pulsed.
“Peaches aren’t for staring at, Walker. They’re for eating.”
It was hard to argue with that, so he didn’t. Instead, he ran the flat of his tongue between her lips, letting the tip tickle her clit before taking it into his mouth. Her back arched up off the couch, a loud moan escaping her.
He released her, looking up to see her fingers pinching her nipples. “Shhh, baby, I need you to be quiet. You don’t want to get caught do you?”
Aja didn’t answer, nor did she seem able to quiet her gasping and moaning.
“Aja, look at me.” He conjured up every bit of sternness he had in him. When he caught her eyes, he made sure to keep them. “Unless you want somebody to come in here and see you spread out like Sunday dinner, you’ve got to hush.”
He opened her up with his fingers, licking at the wetness on the surface of her, spreading her pleasure around.
She gripped the hair at the crown of his head, drawing his face deeper until he felt like he was drowning in her. He made a feast out of her, eating and drinking so heartily he was almost sure he sounded like some type of animal. Behind his zipper, his dick was stiff as a brick. Had his hands not been on Aja’s body, he would have reached down to jerk himself off—given himself some type of relief.
He’d always taken a special kind of pleasure in pleasing others, but what he felt while pleasing Aja was different, more intense than anything he’d ever experienced. Whatever it was engulfed him, took him under like a heavy, crashing wave. Everything else disappeared and getting her off became his only purpose in life.
When he felt her start to contract around his fingers and tongue, noticed that the shaking in her thighs was becoming more intense and the movement in her hips sloppier, he knew that his purpose was about to be realized.
“Am I goin’ to make you come, Peaches?”
“Yes,” she bit out between grit teeth, her digits tightening in his hair. “Fuck yes.”
“Can I watch?”
But he was too busy bringing her through it with his mouth to see what her face looked like when she came. He imagined her the way she’d been before, when he’d fingered her against her car. Eyes clenched shut, mouth open in a silent scream, too beautiful to even be real. She kept her grip on his hair the whole time, and when she was done, she pushed his head back, hooded eyes staring at the mess she’d made on his face.
“Come here,” she said, her voice rough. “Let me kiss you.”
“I don’t know if I’m ready to share just yet” He ran a tongue over his lips, making a show of cleaning her off of him.
“Nasty…” she remarked, leaning up to chase what she could from his mouth.
“We need to get back out there,” he mumbled against her lips.
“You want to go back out there with this thing all cocked and loaded?” She pushed up against his crotch, making him grunt.
“Don’t have much of a choice, we’re already pushin’ it, bein’ in here so long.”
“Why don’t you let me…” She reached for him, but he shook his head.
“We really don’t have the time,” he told her. “I don’t need anything in return for pleasing you. I promise I don’t have any regrets about how this went down, OK?”
She looked at him through her lashes. “No regrets?”
He snorted. “Not a one.”
“Not even knowing that we already broke our pact?”
“Honestly… not even that.”
“I guess one moment of weakness is to be expected.” She reached down to pull her shorts on. “But this can be enough. It should be enough. We can stick to our word after this.”
Walker had his doubts about that, but he didn’t voice them. He told himself that he’d resist the pull of her as hard as he could. Maybe it would work. Mostly he found himself not wanting it to. Trying to stay away from Aja was more work than he’d thought it would be. It was also a shit-ton more upsetting.
“Of course we can. We’re two smart, strong-minded millennials. If there’s anything we can do, it’s stick to a sex pact.” He stood up, checking the couch to make sure they hadn’t soiled it. Luckily, it was as plush and red and untainted as it had been when they’d first sat down.
She looked like she wanted to kiss him again, and if she tried, he wouldn’t object.
“We should probably go for real now.” She swallowed, suddenly looking at the wall behind him instead of meeting his gaze. “We’ve definitely pushed our luck.”
“We should stop by the bathroom to wash up first. If somebody asks us where we’ve been, we won’t have to lie completely.”
Aja moved first, and he could do nothing but watch her. The euphoria he’d felt moments before had faded into something else—sadness and longing.
“You coming?” She stopped at the door, eyes half hidden by their own lids but beguiling anyway.
“I’m right behind you.”
