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The anticipation is killing me. Every moment feels like an eternity.

Water swishes around us as he finally leans forward and puts his mouth on me. My head drops as heavy shudders rip through my body.

“Oh, Grim,” I moan when I feel his hot tongue sliding through my aching folds. The sensation is overwhelming. It grips all of my attention until all I’m focusing on is every movement of that perfect tongue and those soft sexy lips.

I grip the tub harder and begin to moan louder than I’ve ever moaned before. My body bucks against him. I push my hips back to get more of his mouth on me.

I didn’t know it could feel like this… I didn’t know it would be so intense. So spine-tingling. So hot.

This man is a god as far as I’m concerned. I know I’ll let him do anything to me that he wants. I wouldn’t be able to say no.

He licks up and down and to the sides. He’severywhere. In. Out. All at once. Sloppy and wet and making my insides melt.

I cry out as his tongue pushes deeper inside my pussy, exploring every inch of me as his firm hands grip my ass harder.

My hips start bucking violently. I’m shaking all over as an orgasm comes out of nowhere and slams into me. I scream out as he grabs my hips and pulls my pussy against his face, licking me hard and fast as my screaming lungs get a workout.

The orgasm sweeps through me like a wildfire, stunning me to the core, staggering me as the heat takes over. My head jerks up, my wet hair slapping my back as the intensity increases.

Grim never stops moving his lips and tongue, holding me firmly against his hot mouth as I come all over him.

He wraps his lips around my clit as the waves of heat begin to dissipate and the shaking starts. I’m trembling all over, making the bath water ripple all around us, all while he continues to taste me.

I knew before, but I’m absolutely certain now. I’m his. He’s mine. There’s nothing else to it. Human, Reaper, dead, alive. It doesn’t matter. All that matters is we’re together in this moment and everything is perfect.

He glides his flat tongue up my slit one last time, but he doesn’t stop there. I moan desperately as he sinks his tongue between my cheeks and over my asshole. My head drops down and my eyes squeeze shut as he tongues it, giving me the good kind of shivers all over.

With my head clearing a little, I realize there’s more for me to explore. I reach into the soapy water and wrap my hand around his hard shaft.

He groans as I give it a firm squeeze. It’s sothick. So wide. I can feel the immense power in my hand as I start to stroke it up and down.

The water swishes angrily around us as I draw more groans and grunts out of his big chest.

It feels good, but it’s not enough. I want toseeit. I want it in front of my eyes where I can admire every masculine inch of him. I want to open my mouth and taste him like he tasted me. I want to do to his body what he did to mine. I want topleasehim.

I turn in the tub and grin shyly at him. He’s so sexy sitting there with his muscular arms on the tub, watching me with a possessive look in his eyes like I’m all his and there’s nothing anyone can say about it.

I love the colors of him. The dark gray skin, the light gray eyes, his hair, his lips, everything. Normally, I could stare at his face for hours, but right now, there’s something else I desperately want to see.

“Up,” I say as I drag my hand down his hard rippling abs. I lightly trace my finger along his firm shaft and then take it away, teasing him. “Please. Sit on the edge of the tub for me.”

His heated eyes never leave mine as he pushes himself up—water flowing off his beautiful body—and sits on the edge of my tub.

“Oh,” I whimper when I see the full mighty size of his enormous cock standing up right in front of me.

I swallow hard as I psyche myself up to do it. It’s so big and intimidating, but I’m eager to try.

His possessive eyes never leave me as I put my hands on the edge of the tub and sway my body as I drag my tongue up his long hard erection.

“Mmmmm,” I moan as I taste his soft skin.

He lets out a primal groan as I wrap my hand around the thick root and hold it up.

“Do you like what you’re seeing, my sweet soul?”

“Yes,” I whisper, never taking my eyes off it. I’m studying every inch of it close-up from the pulsing vein running up along the shaft to the round powerful head to the tiny slit at the top that has beads of pre-come bubbling out.

We both moan as I lean over and drag my tongue over his head, licking up all the drops of pre-come he’s giving me. The taste is so sexy. So masculine. It’s getting me going all over again.

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