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When they were both naked and stretched on the bed, Brock traced a wickedly tantalizingly line from her breasts down past her belly button.
“Now, I’m going to taste you. And I want to hear you come apart while I’m licking up every drop of your sweet honey.”
He moved over her and urged her knees apart, exposing her swollen, needy core to his hot gaze. “I’m going to make you scream, Summer.”
She had no doubts.
He bent and kissed her belly, then blew a teasing puff of air between her thighs that made her arch and gasp. Then he kissed his way slowly up the inside of each thigh.
He took his time, making her squirm with need before he finally reached the hot, swollen place at the top of her legs.
Summer whimpered as Brock blew another teasing breath across her aching, sensitized flesh.
“You want me to lick you? Kiss you? Maybe even use my teeth?” he asked huskily.
“Yes!” Summer cried. “All of the above!”
She was so wound up that she figured that she was going to come, and come hard, as soon as he actually touched her.
She inhaled sharply as he dipped his head between her thighs. The tip of his tongue, wet and warm, circled her in a torturous tease, then slid lower.
He explored each inch of her, leisurely, sensuously, while her arousal climbed to mind-blowing levels.
She panted and shook beneath him as he continued to caress her, keeping her on the edge of climax but never letting her fall over the edge.
“Are you ready to scream for me?” Brock asked her, his breath hot against her inner thighs.
“Yes,” she panted.
His tongue darted out and lightly touched a place that sent lightning racing along every nerve.
She stiffened, and a loud whimper escaped her.
Brock chuckled. “C’mon, Ms. Fancy Pants, I know you can do better than that.”
He resumed his efforts, teasing her with the tip of his tongue until she was shaking and trembling. She had never needed to come so badly.
“Please,” she begged him. “Please, Brock.”
In reply, he gave her a long, deliberate lick. She felt the slick scrape of every bump on his tongue and thought she might die of pleasure.
“Oh, God,” Summer said fervently.
Then he closed his lips around the exquisitely sensitive bud at the core of her need and drew it into his mouth with hard suction.
Summer arched off the bed and screamed as a sweet, wave of unbearable pleasure swept her over the edge of a cliff and plunged her into the maelstrom of a powerful climax.
Her breath came in sobbing gasps as intense shudders wracked her for long moments.
Brock’s mouth on her gradually became lighter and lingering, and she began to float down from the storm that had nearly drowned her.
He moved up against her, his hands braced on her shoulders, and kissed her long and deeply. She returned the kiss eagerly, her body tingling with the aftermath of her climax.
She felt relaxed and suffused with a golden glow like warm sunlight.
“Ready for more?” Brock murmured, his lips brushing her neck.
“God, yes,” she said, her fingers digging into his shoulders. “I can’t wait.”
