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We were alone. Just he and I
This was our time. Our moment. Just Jaron and me. One of many moments that we needed. That everyone knew we needed.
He leaned back the closer I got to him.
Once I stood directly in front of him, he spread his knees. Accepting that as my invitation, I stepped between them.
No matter how many times I had seen him in them, the gray sweatpants always did it for me. Especially when he wore them with a white t-shirt.
Jaron reached up, cupping the back of my thighs and leaning his forehead against my chest. Inhaling deep, a rough growl escaped him. His hold on my thighs tightened.
My breath caught. Inching my hands into his dark hair, it took everything in me not to just throw myself at him.
Touch me. Kiss me. Destroy me.
I didn’t need his dirty words. Hell, I didn’t even need foreplay. I could feel my desire for him dripping down my inner thighs. I wondered if he could smell it. We had been so damned in tune with each other; it was almost unnatural.
Sliding his hands up the back of my thighs, he grazed his fingers over the curve of my ass, pushing the t-shirt up higher along with the movement. He licked his lips, his eyes darkening even more at seeing what laid beneath the material.
He slid off the bench, sitting on the floor and pulling me closer.
My breath caught, unable to take my gaze away from the man who was my undoing.
Jaron leaned against the bench, hooking his hand under my thigh and pulling my left leg over his shoulder. A low growl left him, his eyes locking on the spot between my legs.
I shivered at the mere intensity rolling off of him. He looked at me like he hadn’t eaten in days and I was his last meal. His only meal.
He stretched his legs out in front of him, running his fingers lightly up my inner thighs. His touch was gentle but there was something hidden in his eyes that told me it wasn’t what he wanted.
I took the hint and stepped closer toward him, pushing my fingers through his hair. Closing the distance between us, his hot breath fanned over my bare pussy.
Jaron reached around me and cupped my ass, pulling me closer toward his mouth.
My muscles shook, my bones vibrating beneath my skin. It was on the tip of my tongue to tell him to hurry up but at the same time, I was having fun watching him.
Leaning forward, he pushed his nose against my clit, taking a deep breath.
Chewing my bottom lip, I watched as he scented me.
Another rough growl left him as he pushed his nose lower and over my center. “Fuck,” he whispered.
I whimpered, never knowing that it was like this. Not with him. Not with anyone. He was all I wanted. All I needed. Before I begged for him to do what both of us wanted, his tongue peeked out. He slid it from my center to the spot above my clit and back down. He repeated the movement, the desire I felt for him, heightening the longer he teased us both.
His lips moved to my inner thigh, his teeth biting down. Hard.
A gasp escaped me, a flood of heat spreading throughout every inch of me.
Jaron grunted, cupping my ass and pulling me closer.
He sat back on the bench, laid down, and tapped his mouth.
I took the hint and straddled his chest.
He gave me a wink and shuffled under me until he was face first with my center. Another wink and I was lowered onto his mouth.
He snarled against me, his beard scratching at my inner thighs.
Another gasp lodged its way in my throat, my eyes rolling into the back of my head as the unexpected pleasure slammed through every inch of me.
