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“Where?” his voice was husky.
“Everywhere.”
His thumbs rubbed the sides of my breasts in circles.
“You’ll have to be more specific than that,” I heard the smile in his voice. “Or you could just be patient and wait to see that happens. You decide.”
“You want to torture me,” I said out of breath with desire.
“Torture you. Teach you a lesson. Whatever you want to call it.”
I squeezed my eyes shut.
“Suck my nipples.”
I hadn’t even finished the last word, and his mouth was on one of my breasts. I yelped. He put a hand on my mouth to keep me quiet and released my flesh from his lips with a popping sound.
“As much as I would like for someone to catch us and get this over with, I don’t particularly enjoy the thought of anyone hearing those sexy noises you’re making.”
His tongue flicked my other nipple, his hand still on my mouth. I licked it and he groaned. He pushed his thumb between my lips, and I sucked on it.
He lost control.
He pressed his knee between my legs and kissed me hard. I buried my hands in his hair. It felt like every cell in my body pulsated. I pressed my clit against his leg. My underwear was soaked. I was probably going to stain his jeans.
“Need some help with that?” he pushed his hand between my pussy and his leg, moved my underwear to the side and began spreading my juices all over. He pushed two fingers inside me, and I pressed my head against the door, arching my back.
Every time his fingers pushed in and pulled out, I could hear my wetness.
“This sound is driving me crazy,” he murmured.
He kneeled down, removed my panties while I balanced holding on to his shoulders. I thought he would stand up and enter me, but he didn’t.
His tongue touched my clit, and I instinctively spread my legs wider. I couldn’t stop moving. He pressed a hand over my stomach to pin me to the door. His mouth felt so hot on my skin down there.
“Has anyone kissed you here before?” he groaned, and it felt like the sound entered my body and echoed in my every cell.
“No,” I whispered.
His tongue penetrated me, and I dug my fingers in his head again. The pleasure was almost too much. The thrill of being in public pushed me closer to edge. His fingers and tongue were everywhere. Touching, sucking, rubbing my sensitive spot.
I came with a loud moan.
I was still shaking when he removed his mouth from me and stood up, his fingers still inside me. He started moving them faster and harder, his palm pressed my clit with every stroke, and I felt another orgasm washing over me.
He dropped his forehead to mine. I could see the desire in his eyes. He kissed me. His lips were swollen from eating me out, his fingers still inside me. I reached down to his jeans but he caught my wrist.
“Not now,” he removed a lock of damp hair from my neck. I was sweaty. Panting. Satisfied but wanting more.
“If I see his hands around you one more time, I will break them on the spot. I get you two have some strange friendship. I don’t like it, but I can’t tell you who to be friends with. But he’s not touching you anymore.” I blinked his way, still trying to recover from what we just did. “Explain him that you’re mine,” he continued, “or I will do it my way. This is my last warning, Clementine. No more Dylan Williams shit. I’ve had enough of that. Stop testing me.”
“I’m not testing you,” my voice was low and filled with desire, even though he made me come twice. “I felt guilty, and I wanted to apologize. He knows I want you.”
I saw the relief on his face second before a smirk appeared on his lips.
“That’s the first time you say that. If I knew an orgasm was all you needed to confess it, I would have made you come on the first night you spend in my house.”
I lifted an eyebrow in question, knowing he would once again read my mind.
