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Ali lifted her brow. She’d thought that was obvious.

“No, Ali,” he groaned. He covered his face with his hands. “No wonder he’s obsessed with you.”

She chuckled at his discomfort. “I told you. Small town. What did you expect? I doubt you were celibate before my arrival.”

He grinned and pulled on her hand, bringing her body to his. “I was a virgin when I met you.”

They both laughed at his transparent lie. The feeling of his laughter rumbled through her core.

Her hands roamed his stomach above the soft cotton of his T-shirt. “There is one thing I’ve never done before that I wouldn’t mind giving a go,” she said coyly, biting her lip.

His eyes darkened and he pushed her over, covering her body with his. His arm was mostly healed now, and he could support his weight with minor discomfort. He spread her legs to make room to settle between them. “And what is that?”

Her breath hitched as he placed a hand between her thighs. Her face reddened. She was unexpectedly timid, but she put her hand on his shoulders and gently pushed him downwards. He let her guide him till his face was pressed to her stomach.

A short laugh tickled her skin as he pulled up her shirt. He teasingly kissed above the hem of her pants, using his hand to rub her inner thighs.

Ali gripped the blankets beneath her and relaxed her muscles, surrendering her body to him. He leaned back and grabbed the sides of her pants, tugging them down to her ankles.

His hand slid back to her pussy, massaging through her underwear. “You’re so wet. Ali, your panties are soaked.” He bit his lip and buried his face, kissing her inner thighs. He alternated between soft kisses, gentle bites, and sucking soothingly.

Ali loved the way it felt to be adored by him.

She brushed a hand through his hair and used her other hand to slip beneath her shirt and cup her breast. When he kissed her clit, she gasped, desperate to remove her underwear. The fabric that separated her from his lips. His tongue was maddening.

It was true. She had never let Eli go there. It had felt like too much to share with him. Too intimate.

“Nik, please,” she moaned.

But he wouldn’t give into her requests so soon. He hovered over her and pushed her shirt up, kissing the sensitive area just below her breast. He covered her with his palms, massaging breathless groans out of her.

Leaning forward, she pulled the shirt the rest of the way off of her body and wrapped her legs around him. He was too much and not enough.

“You’re so fucking perfect. I love the way your body responds to my touch.” He pushed her underwear to the side and pressed along her slit, just to demonstrate exactly how her body responded.

She arched her back, shuddering, and her eyes fluttered closed. Her body craved more of him. To stretch around him.

“Look at me. I want to see that longing in your eyes.”

She had no trouble obeying his command and looked into his mesmerizing eyes, more gray than blue in this lighting. They were like molten silver, glimmering with lust. His hair softly fell on his forehead.

He pulled her underwear down, kissing every inch of her mound in the process. Quick, tantalizing kisses, long enough to leave her needing more. He moved one leg over his shoulder and spread the other wide.

Ali squirmed in anticipation. His eyes lit up at the sight of her, and it made her heart slam against her chest to feel so exposed to him. Every inch of her belonged to him. She willingly gave it.

The first stroke of his tongue coaxed a whimper out of her. Her throat had gone dry and she swallowed hard, looking down again to meet his eyes.

He held her gaze and gave another long slide of his tongue between her folds and across her clit. She tilted her hips, needing more. He slid his fingers along her entrance, spreading her slickness. He alternated gliding his fingers and sliding his tongue and slowly drove her wild. Just when she couldn’t take anymore, he dipped one finger inside.

She let out a heavy sigh, finally feeling a sense of fulfillment. But it wasn’t nearly enough. She needed more…more of him. He slid his finger out and then back in again, eliciting a moan from her. Again and again, he teased her, and she gripped the blankets with all her might.

“Fuck, Nik.”

He chuckled and pressed two fingers inside, dropping his mouth back to her clit. She squeezed his shoulder with her thigh and her heel dug into his back, not wanting him to pull back this time. He showed no signs of letting up though. She made small thrusting movements as he pumped his fingers in and out of her. He kissed the inside of her thigh again and whispered against her skin, “I love the way you feel. You’re so wet and throbbing for me.”

“Nik,” she whined.

“Tell me what you want.”

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