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I wanted to do this with someone, to adapt and adjust and figure out how it worked, and I couldn’t think of anyone better than him. “Yes.”
“Good.” His grin had returned. He dipped his head and wrapped his lips around one of my nipples. As he licked and sucked, he kneaded the other. The intensity made my head swim, and he kept the attention up until I was squirming underneath him.
Could I get off this way? Because I swore I was close.
Deacon moved his mouth back to mine. “Still staying removed? Focused on how your body feels?”
I couldn’t think about anythingbuthow my body felt. “Yes.”
“Good.” He swallowed my moan with another series of kisses, as he glided a hand down to undo my jeans. He slipped under my panties.
I gasped when he slid between my legs, along my slick skin. It felt so very different to have his hands down there than my own. His fingers were pressed tight against my skin, sandwiched between me and my clothing, but somehow he managed to slip them inside me.
I bucked into the penetration, thrusting against his hand as he pumped. When he withdrew, he moved up to the throbbing button I knew would get me off.
Deacon teased until I was panting. Nothing existed except us, in this moment. Climax built inside, and when it washed over me, I had to bite my cheek to keep from crying out.
He eased his touch away as I shuddered with pleasure, then flicked his tongue over his glistening fingers.
My heart hammered at the sight. I’d never… “What do I taste like?”
“Find out for yourself.” He leaned forward and pressed his fingers to my lips. And then he was kissing me and licking me from his skin and letting me lick him clean.
This was incredible.
When he straightened and said, “I’m going to get something to clean you up with. Don’t move,” I was surprised.
“We’re not done,” I said.
“You enjoyed yourself, didn’t you?”
“But you didn’t…”
“I promise you, I did. Besides, Lesson Two.”
As soon as my brain power returned, I’d be daydreaming about what that involved.
EIGHT
DEACON
I didn’t wantto send Brooke home, but the compulsion to keep her here, to fuck her all night and into the morning felt dangerous. With her lack of experience, I needed to find that line between tasting her and making sure I didn’t destroy our friendship. Ensuring I didn’t hurt her.
When I got up in the morning, I grabbed my phone. There was a text from Aubrey that read,What did you do?
No way was she talking about Brooke and me.What are you talking about?I sent back.
When the message sat onUnreadfor more than a few seconds, I got tired of waiting for an answer.
I wandered into the bathroom and stripped out of my clothes. My half-hard cock gave a half-hearted salute. I was pretty sure the poor guy had been in this state most of the night. What would’ve happened if I hadn't stopped with Brooke? Stripped her out of her clothes, slid inside her, and taken her while she was bound to that couch?
And now I was fully erect. I scrubbed my face and stepped under still-cold water in the shower. The icy spray was a shock to my system, but it didn’t clear out the teasing thoughts.
My imagination picked up where I’d left off with Brooke. Instead of me sending her home after the orgasm, her clothes came off and so did mine.
I fisted my cock as I pictured myself buried inside her, and in my fantasy, Adam emerged from the shadows.
This was nice. Especially since he had his dick out.
