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“Do you want me to stop?” he asked before he reached my navel.
“No. Not yet.”
He growled low and swirled his tongue over my skin while finally touching the waist of my jeans. He eased them down over my legs, his lips never leaving me. I burned with need. I wanted his mouth between my legs more than I wanted air.
“Please, Tor,” I begged when he skipped past the underwear and started exploring my legs.
There wasn’t an inch of them he didn’t caress or lick, and I was a puddle of desperate longing by the time he finally touched my underwear.
“I love the sounds you make,” he murmured, pressing his lips to my clit through the material.
“I’ll make more if you get on with it already,” I panted.
He chuckled, a low sound that teased me with its vibrations. Thankfully, he didn’t toy with me more. As soon as the underwear were off, he was on me. His tongue slicked over my opening and circled my clit. My fingers tightened in his hair, and I bucked against him, too far gone to care.
On the third pass, he paused to press the flat of his tongue against me. The heavy pressure sent me over the edge. With a cry, I ground against his tongue and rode out the orgasm.
Spent and boneless, I twitched under his hold as he nudged my legs farther apart and lapped at my opening. I drifted in languid bliss, my channel pulsing around him as he used his tongue to stroke me from the inside.
“That was incredible, Tor.”
He made a low sound in response before pulling back with a final lick.
“I want to do that again.” He slid a finger in me, setting off another wave of aftershocks. His thumb circled my clit, showing he was entirely serious.
“Again? I think I might need a minute or two. My heart is still racing.” He slowly moved his finger in and out of me several times before adding a second one. The stretch of two gave me pause, and my thoughts went to the glimpse I’d gotten of him.
“I’m—"
“Hello?” a voice called from below. “It’s Emily.”
Eyes wide, I jolted, partially sitting up in bed, and I stared down at Tor, who was still between my legs, fingers slowly thrusting.
He exhaled heavily and removed them.
“Just a minute,” I called before swearing under my breath. “Where’s my shirt?”
He pressed a kiss to my inner thigh, sending an echoing jolt of pleasure through me.
“I will go talk to Emily while you dress,” he said.
He stood, his massive erection straining against his pants.
“You can’t go down there like that,” I said, trying to pull myself together enough to slither from the bed.
He palmed himself, adjusting his length. It didn’t do any good. Whether his bulbous head was trying to bust free of the waistband or touch his kneecap didn’t matter. He was too big to hide.
“You stay here,” I whispered. I stood on shaky legs and tugged my shirt over my head without bothering with a bra. The jeans went on next, without underwear.
Tor didn’t try to stop me as I hurried downstairs.
