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“Without knowing my name.”
“I know it now.” He dipped his face into her neck. “I want to taste all of this beautiful skin. What can I do with you?”
“Do?”
“With you. To you. What can I do to you?”
“You’re not getting blanket permission from me,” she whispered. “Be more specific.”
He ran a hand down her front all the way to her pussy, cupping her through her panties. “Can I bury my face here and tongue you? Can I try to give you an orgasm? More than one? Can I get my fingers inside you? Then turn you over and bite that gorgeous ass? Then can I flip you over and—”
“Ah….you know what, maybe just do it, Bastian.”
“There’s more.”
“I figured that out.”
“Good. You’re so beautiful.” The words were muffled against her throat.
“What happened to you?” she said, trying to joke out the intensity. “Did you take a barfy-barfy love pill?”
“You don’t know?” Raising his head, he evaluated her shape, as if he didn’t know what to do first. Then he seemed to decide, and it involved gathering her breasts in his hands, pushing them together.
“Know what?”
“I seem to have taken ayoupill.” Gentle kisses trailed over both globes. A shudder went over her as he paused a moment to lap at one thrusting nipple. “You altered my state.”
A heady scent hit her. Male arousal. She always found it strange. On this occasion? It was still different, but it smelled like a connection. Every damn thing about this man was turning out to be that way.
His chest was beaded with sweat and she ran both palms through the thick, damp expanse of hair. “I’m not so unaltered myself,” she admitted.
“I know.”
She forgave him that arrogance because as he said it, his fingers eased aside the crotch of her panties and probed, explored. She heard the slick sounds of wetness right at that terrificzingmoment of contact. Oh, yes.Bliss.
“Like that?”
“Mmmrr.”
She stretched with pleasure. The touch of those fingers was a combo of expert and curious. He knew her clit, all right, but he was exploring everything—the back, the front, the sides, in between. The man was thorough and damn it was lovely.
And then came more wet sounds on top of the wet sounds; Bastian had taken in her nipple, sucked it into his mouth, gently, not deeply, shifting position and coming over her.
She clutched his head, pressing him closer to encourage harder sucks. He hesitated, stilling his hand. Then he repositioned his mouth and sucked strongly. She could feel his attention, the way he adjusted, how intent was his focus on her.
Just as she thought nothing could make this better than those perfect dual caresses, she felt his cock tapping her leg. Raising her knee was instinctive rather than any kind of deliberate seduction move. She just wanted to feel the length of that shaft, rub along it, provoke him. What it provoked him to do was thrust against her leg.
Still his attention to her didn’t waver. His finger began rubbing up and down her seam, passing over her clit again and again, achingly slowly.
Paula was a slow moves kind of girl. Bastian was turning out to be a deliberate lover—no impulsive snogging today. But what he was giving her suddenly wasn’t enough. She wanted fast moves.
She arched away from that maddening mouth on her breast and bore down on his hand. His head popped up to stare at her.
She ran her tongue along her bottom lip, meeting him stare for stare. She was a verbal person, all about telling guys what she wanted. This wordless connection was new. She ground herself against his hand, never looking away from his eyes. Instantly the fingers lodged in her panties tightened, and then everything was pinching and squeezing.
“Holy…” she gasped.
The exploration went deeper. A finger, thick and sure, slid deep into her, all while his eyes never left hers. Too soon he shifted, tragically letting his finger slip out.
