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And then he licks.
I’ve watched plenty of porn. Just because a man’s never touched me, that doesn’t mean I’m an oblivious idiot. The thought of having someone go down on me was never really a turn on…
Until now.
His hot breath against my folds sends lava rushing through my veins. His tongue teases my clit, flicking up and down, drawing lazy circles. Hunter takes his time, licking and tasting and breathing me in.
“So nice and sweet,” he murmurs. “I want to watch you come on my tongue.”
I gasp as pressure builds inside, tight and hot with anticipation.
I suck in a sharp breath through clenched teeth. “Please tell me what to do, Hunter.”
“Don’t call me that.”
I frown. “What? I thought you said—”
“When we’re at work, you call me Mr. Stride.” He lightly sucks my clit, the heat of his mouth consuming me whole. “When we’re off the clock, you call me Hunter.” He teases my entrance, poking his tongue in just to pull right back out. “But when we’re in the bedroom… I think we both know what you’ll call me. Right, Eden?”
My legs tremble as my pussy clenches around nothing. One more sweep of his devilish tongue and I won’t be able to hold on for much longer.
“Oh, I think I’m going to—”
“Ask politely, Eden.”
“Please.Please, I want to come.”
“Please what?”
I’m on the edge, barely hanging on. “Please,sir. Please let me come!”
Hunter doubles down, drawing tight circles against my clit as I unravel at the seams. Fireworks ignite, stars flying across my vision as ecstasy soaks into every fiber of my being. He holds me down, licking me through my orgasm with an intensified enthusiasm. All I can do is grip the sheets and let the pleasure sweep through me.
Once the wave has crested, I find myself in a warm haze. A satisfied exhaustion leaves my mind buzzing and my heart steadying.
“Wow,” I breathe. “Just… wow.”
“Don’t get too comfortable,” Hunter tells me. “I’m not done with you. Not by a long shot.”
I can feel his weight shifting as he gets off the bed. I prop myself up on my elbows to see what he’s doing. I lick my lips when I realize he’s tugged off his shirt.
Ifinallyget to see his tattoo. I’ve been wondering about it for weeks, always straining to get a peek past his collar. Now it’s on full display, an inky black dragon painting his chiseled chest and hard abs, snaking around his shoulder and ending at the base of his throat.
It’s glorious.
He’sglorious.
Hunter steps away for a moment, grabbing a condom from his bedside drawer.
“You ready for me, Eden?”
I answer without hesitation.
“Yes, sir.”
Chapter 11
Tip #11: Being a gentleman is overrated.
