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“Okay,” she says. “What about today, then?”
“Today,” I say, running my fingers down the line from her breasts to her belly button. “Today you can have whatever you want. Hard. Soft. Fast. Slow.” I flick my fingers across her skin, like I’m ticking off her choices. “Mouth. Tongue. Cock. Forward, backward, sideways, upside-down. Anything. I still have so much to show you.”
She laughs. “You’re insatiable.”
“I am when it’s you,” I say. “I’ve been a dying man in the desert, walking on the edge of a river, but the water was always out of reach. I’ve only just managed to jump in. I’m still thirsty.”
“That’s very Greek tragedy of you.” She caresses my chest and runs her hand down my abs. “But I suppose it’s appropriate when you look like a Greek god.”
Her hand on my skin feels so good. “Mm, baby, keep doing that. It’s helping.”
“Speaking of water, maybe I should shower.”
I grin at her. “I like you dirty.”
“How dirty do you like me?”
I keep getting harder, passing the point where I can ignore it. I need her again. Now. “As dirty as I can get you,” I say. I flip the sheet off her and she shivers, bending her knees to tuck her legs up closer. “Cold?”
“A little.”
“I can help with that.”
I nudge her legs open and slide my hand up the inside of her thigh. She’s so fucking perfect—every curve, every mark, every angle. I lick my lips, and brush my fingers across the soft skin between her legs. She shivers again.
I grab a pillow and help her tuck it beneath her hips. She looks at me with her eyebrows drawn in.
“Trust me,” I say.
I move so I’m in front of her and nibble my way up her inner thigh. She’s breathing hard before I get anywhere near her pussy. The stubble on my jaw must be scratchy, but she seems to like it. I find a tiny freckle right at the crease of her leg and run my tongue across it.
“I owe you an apology,” I say, and kiss her inner thigh again.
“For what?” she asks. I love how high-pitched and breathy she sounds.
“I was too preoccupied with my dick last night,” I say. I kiss just outside her opening and lick my lips. Oh fuck, she tastes good.
“Your dick is magnificent,” she says. “You should be apologizing for keeping it from me all these years.”
“Baby, your pussy is fucking unreal.” I slide my tongue between her wet folds. “I wish I could have had this a long time ago.”
“Maybe we weren’t ready then,” she says.
I look up and meet her eyes. “Are you ready now?”
She tips her legs open for me. “Fuck, yes.”
I dive in, eager to taste her, to feel her hot, wet skin against my tongue. Her hips are tipped up just right, and I swirl my tongue around her clit.
She grabs the sheets, shuddering. “Oh god, Braxton.”
I want to keep hearing her say my name. I want to be the only name she ever calls out for the rest of her life.
I flick her clit with my tongue, testing her, seeing what she likes. I have so much to learn, so much to discover. I want to know it all. I give her more pressure and she rocks her hips up and down. I move with her, increasing my pace. My tongue slips back and forth across her clit, teasing her center.
I slide the pillow out so her hips turn up a little more and push my tongue inside her.
“Holy shit,” she breathes.
