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Then, suddenly, he was on his knees, sucking my clit into his mouth and working it in a pulsing sensation that had my hand slamming down on the back of his head, fingers sinking into his hair, holding on as he worked me, as I got closer and closer.
The orgasm shot through my system, sudden and brilliant, stealing my breath, making my entire body shudder hard as I rode the sensations of pleasure as they coursed through me.
Afterward, Seeley pressed barely-there kisses to my inner thighs, stroked his fingers up and down my folds without making any direct contact that would have been too sensitive right then.
It didn’t seem possible, but he was somehow driving me back up again.
The soft smile he shot me when my hips started to rock against his touch told me he knew exactly what he was doing to me.
Suddenly, his fingers slid up my cleft, teasing my clit with one circle, then sliding back down, and pressing inside of me.
The whimper I made was drowned out by the growling sound he made, something that only made my sex clench tighter around his fingers.
“You’re fucking drenched for me,” he told me as his fingers started to thrust, hinting at what I truly wanted.
Him.
Buried deep inside of me.
Both of us reaching that apex together.
Not wanting to be teased, wanting instead to give him some of what he’d given to me, I grabbed his forearm with my good arm, using his strength to pull myself up, inwardly cursing my damn cast that was only going to be in the way.
Seeley’s gaze was heated, but curious, as I sat off the edge of the bed.
Then my hand moved across the front of his pants, my palm touching his cock through the thick material, and his breath hissed out of him.
There was just something incredibly powerful about having a strong man’s desire literally in the palm of your hand.
I fumbled with his button and zipper, then pulled down his pants and boxer briefs, exposing his thick, straining cock.
A little moan moved through me as my sex clenched, imagining him inside of me.
But not yet.
Closing one hand around the base of his cock, I slid my mouth open, keeping my eyes open and on him, watching the tension in his features, the need in his eyes.
His hand rested on my cheek as he shifted forward, sliding the head of his cock into my mouth.
My tongue traced the head, lapping up the taste of him, when he paused.
On a curse, though, his cock slammed forward, making me take him into my throat, a sensation that had me tensing, then relaxing into it as I started to work him, took his control of his desire like he had with mine.
I’d have been content to finish the job, to feel him come down my throat, to know I’d given as selflessly to him as he had to me.
But then Seeley’s hand was fisting in my hair, yanking backward until his cock slid from my mouth.
He looked down at me for a moment, his thumb tracing my lower lip.
Then he was moving.
His hands grabbed me, shifting me onto the bed, then coming over me. His body pressed into mine, slipping between my spread thighs, settling into the embrace of my arms.
His lips took mine again as I adjusted to the feel of him, the weight of him.
My hand slid over his body, feeling the outline of familiar scars, as well as new ones he’d gotten since I’d been close to him.
It wasn’t long, though, before my hips were writhing against him, the friction of his cock pressed against my cleft not giving me relief from the ache between my thighs.
