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Eloise’s breath was coming in frantic gulps.
“Take off your chemise,” he said.
Eloise gripped the fabric of her chemise, her fingers trembling. Different thoughts ran through her mind. She wanted to rid herself of that fabric. Her nipples felt sensitive to the touch, and the fabric just irritated her. She wanted to be completely bare before Keyon as he’d bared himself in front of her. But she was also self-conscious. He looked at her as if burning a hole through the fabric and trying to see her bare skin.
But what if he didn’t like what he saw?
Eloise squeezed her eyes shut and took off the chemise in one swift motion.
She heard his intake of breath and opened her eyes. Keyon’s gaze ran down her body, stopping at her chest and then lower.
“Spread your legs,” he growled.
Eloise clenched them tighter together. Why would he want her to do that? She raised her eyes to his as if pleading for him to be gentle with her. She had never been completely naked in front of any man in her life.
Keyon ran his hand up and down his shaft and squeezed hard, his eyes closing. When he opened them, his gaze concentrated on her mouth.
“Lick on your thumb,” he instructed.
Eloise was confused, but she decided to comply. She raised her hand and licked her thumb lightly.
“Slower,” he growled.
Eloise pushed her thumb a little farther into her mouth and licked it slowly. A tingle appeared between her legs, and her tongue felt ticklish in a strange, arousing way. So she pushed it farther into her mouth and sucked on it. She remembered the woman in the private room and how she’d pleasured the man. Eloise moaned, imagining that it wasn’t her thumb in her mouth but Keyon’s hot, engorged length. Heat pooled between her legs, and she clenched her thighs tighter together.
Keyon groaned, and his head fell back as he squeezed himself and ran his thumb over the top of his length. His eyes were heavy-lidded, but he never took his gaze off her.
“Lick the other one,” he croaked, and Eloise complied.
“Now touch your nipples… Slowly.”
Eloise’s eyes widened for a moment, but then she slowly touched her nipples with her wet thumbs. A moan ripped out of her throat, and her legs fell open. She took her breasts in her hands, massaging them and circling her hardened peaks.
“Move your hand down your body,” Keyon instructed.
Eloise put her palm flat against her sensitive abdomen and moved it lower, squirming and moaning as she did so. She watched Keyon beneath her lashes. He continued ministering to his length as he watched her progress, his face a grimace of pain.
She went slowly, torturing him, torturing herself.
When she reached the patch of hair between her legs, she stopped.
“Keep going,” he growled.
Eloise proceeded even slower, and Keyon groaned. Her finger reached her feminine petals, and she encountered wetness there. She gasped, her eyes on Keyon.
“Yes,” he groaned. “Yes, take the liquid, spread it around your beautiful quim. Mm, yes, do it.”
Eloise complied, spreading her wet juices around, jumping lightly when she encountered the most sensitive spot.
“Yes, you found it,” Keyon said with a self-satisfied smirk. “Now imagine my tongue on you.”
Eloise’s eyes widened, but the picture he painted made her moan.
“Yes. Imagine me on my knees before you, gripping your thighs tightly.” Eloise’s free hand settled on her thigh, and she gripped herself tightly. She imagined it was Keyon’s hand. She wanted to feel his heat on her skin, but she’d have to settle for fantasies, his raspy voice, and his scorching gaze. “I’m licking right through the middle of your quim. Drinking in your juices.”
Eloise squirmed as more hot liquid pooled out of her. She gathered it and circled the sensitive nub, her hips moving in rhythm with her touch.
“Mm, yes,” Keyon urged her. “Dip your finger a little lower. Yes, right there,” he added as Eloise’s head fell back on a moan.
