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I lifted myself long enough to tug it over my head and toss it off the edge of the bed.
His shirt followed, and I swear I got hotter and wetter, as I watched his muscles move.
How had I not noticed how gorgeous he was before?
And he was mine.
He stripped his sweats and boxer-briefs off in one tug, and then was climbing onto the bed with me.
“Birth control?” he growled.
“I don’t want to use it,” I breathed.
He groaned, dropping his forehead to rest on mine. My eyes closed, and I bit my lip. “Why are you so fucking perfect?” he half-snarled at me. “Can’t you have a single fucking flaw?”
“I shave my arms. Some people think that’s a flaw,” I whispered.
He snorted, and I couldn’t help but laugh a little myself.
Grabbing my arm, he lifted it to his lips and licked it. “Still tastes like an arm to me.”
“Do I want to know how many arms you’ve licked?” I teased him, breathlessly.
He flashed me a grin that nearly made my heart stop. “Only one.”
His hand slid over the curve of my side, and up to cup my breast. “You’ve lost weight in the last few days. Too much weight. You look like a damn twig, now.”
“I had weight to lose.” My body clenched as he dragged his thumb over my nipple.
“You were perfect,” he growled back. “I loved the curve of your ass, and the weight to your tits. I’ll feed you whatever the fuck I can get you to eat to get that weight back.”
“Keep talking like that and you’ll get me off with words alone,” I panted, wrapping my legs around his waist.
His eyes flashed, and his hand massaged my breast, fingers teasing my nipple as he spoke. “You’re the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen. I stared at your ass every time you walked away from me—I imagined gripping it while I pinned you to the wall and fucked you from behind more times than I should admit.”
My breaths started to come out faster, and uncontrollable, soft cries escaped me while my body clenched and unclenched as he spoke. “What else?”
His other hand slipped between my thighs, finding my clit, and everything grew more intense.
“I imagined you sitting on my face while your lips were wrapped around my cock, your body throbbing as you cried out while I fingered your ass. I imagined us sneaking into the bathroom at Elliot’s place, you biting down on my shoulder while I fucked you on the countertop. I imagined—”
My cries grew hoarser, more desperate, as I bucked my hips, rocking against his hand and chasing the orgasm that had built. He pinched my nipple, and I went over the edge as he growled more of his fantasies into my ear.
I panted as I came down from the high, my hips still rocking, and his fingers still moving lazily on my clit.
“Damn, you’re horny,” I managed.
“Only since I’ve met you.” His teeth scraped my ear, catching lightly on the earrings in my lobe. “I love these.” I had six piercings on various parts of my ears, all with small hoops in them.
“Gotta pretty up my ears to make up for putting my hair up every day,” I teased back breathlessly.
His lips moved down my throat, and my eyes closed at the pleasure of his soft lips, sucking on my skin. “You don’t need to make up for a damn thing, Sabrina. You’re perfect.”
His fingers left my breast and core for a moment. They found my hips and held on tightly as he rolled to his back, taking me with him so that I was on top of him. I inhaled sharply as his hand slid between my thighs and slowly found my clit, his arm nestled between my legs.
“Why are you already so good at this?” I moaned, as he lazily circled my clit.
“You showed me what you like,” he murmured. “And I do my homework. Study the female anatomy and read enough articles, and you figure shit out.”
