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I stare at her, in awe of the woman crouched between my thighs. "Calli Bethany Douglas, you are a goddess."
"You've earned your Viking name." She presses her lips to the head of myslatwhile she milks me with her hand. "You are magnificent."
Letting out a long and resonant groan, I fall backward onto the mattress. My fingers clench the bedspread.
With her hand still on my cock, she sweeps her tongue over the tip in one long lick.
Bod a' chac. I cannae stand it anymore.
I spring up, hug her tight, and flip us both over so she winds up on her back beneath me. Breathing hard, my face pinched, I gaze at her for several seconds while I catch my breath and the pressure inside me eases up just enough that I won'tcaithall over Calli before I've even taken her body. She seems unable to look away from me, just like I cannae look away from her. But I have to sever our eye contact because I need to possess her. I crush my mouth to hers, compelling her to open for me, and I plunge my tongue inside to invade her mouth with demanding thrusts until my cock throbs again and the scent of her lust envelops me.
I jump to my feet.
She gasps.
Cannae wait. I strip off my clothes in a rush, then drop to my knees beside the bed, wedged between her legs. With both hands, I grasp her hips and pull her closer until the edge of her erse lies on the bed's edge. I frisk my hands down to her inner thighs and push her legs apart.
"My turn," I say, surprised by the lust in my voice. Why am I surprised? Calli always turns me into a sex maniac. I shift my hands to the bed on either side of her legs and angle in until my mouth hovers millimeters from her sex. "Taking it slow this time. You'll beg me to hurry up, but I willnae."
My mouth descends on her clitoris, and I seal my lips and tongue over that taut bud. I suckle with such gentleness that she tenses like she might be on the verge of climax already. But when I lap at her clit, she gasps again and fists her hands in the sheets. I glide my tongue in leisurely strokes, loving the way she whimpers, and nip at her clit. With one finger, I find her opening and tease it, then slide my finger along her cleft with aching slowness, only to drag it back down at the same speed.
"Aidan," she whimpers. "Faster, please, faster."
I groan against her flesh, my cock pulsing like it wants me to give in to her plea. Rather than speeding up, though, I pull her clit into my mouth to lick and suckle it even more slowly than before. Her knees draw up to her chest, seemingly on their own, as if a wire running the length of her body has been pulled tight. I rasp my tongue over her flesh in a ferocious lash, and she thrashes her head with her hands fisted in the covers even more tightly and her breaths shortening into sharp, desperate noises. I shove a hand under her erse and boost it up. The angle gives me better access to the part of her body I'm not done with yet, and I scrape my tongue up and down the length of her cleft once, twice, before I thrust my tongue inside her.
The lass's entire body goes rigid as steel, and she seems to have stopped breathing.
I flick my tongue inside her, tormenting her body while I devour the taste of her.
Calli's back arches, and she lets out a wailing cry.
I withdraw my tongue, scraping it up her slick, swollen skin. Just as I cover her nub with my mouth and my tongue lashes it fiercely, I dive two fingers inside her.
And she comes.
Her body shudders and convulses under me. She shouts and whimpers, clearly overpowered by the climax, while her body clutches at my fingers in undulating spasms. When at last she collapses onto the bed, limp and satiated, I sit back on my heels to drink in the vision of her.
I slide my tongue over my lips, which glisten from her wetness. "You taste so good I could feast on you all night. But this was only stage one."
She gapes at me, panting from the release I've just given her. "You'll make me come harder than that?"
I smile with devilish hunger, my chuckle dark and full of erotic promise. "Yes. I. Will."
Chapter Twenty-Eight
"On your knees," I say. Though I tried to sound commanding, the way my lips tick up at the corners probably ruined the effect. Doesnae matter. Calli loves my naughty sense of humor. I turn one hand palm up and lift it in a get-up gesture. "Donnae lie there, love, being lazy and satisfied. We're not done yet."
She pushes up onto her elbows and sticks her tongue out at me.
I gesture for her to rise. "Knees. Now. Or do I have to spank you?"
"Like to see you try."
Aye, that sounds like fun, but I have a plan that I will enact—if the cheeky lass will let me. I give her thigh a playful slap. "Get up."
She obeys. On her knees on the bed, inches from the edge, she reaches out to explore my chest with those soft wee palms.
I wave my hands, silently commanding her to back up.
