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Eric’s hand slides down my back and he cups my bum then presses his fingers between my legs and pushes against the seam in my pants.
I arch into him.
“I bet I can make you come without taking off your clothes.”
There’s no doubt he could.
“Yeah,” I moan then inhale a long deep breath through my nose. He smells so good. I touch my lips and tongue to his neck. I want to bite him, but restrain myself. He presses my legs open a few inches, works his fingers with expertise.
“But I want a level playing field,” he says. “I bet I can make youbegfor me to give you release.” He pulls his hand away. My hips press toward him.
“You’re an evil man,” I whisper.
“Naked. On the bed. Legs open. Youwillbeg for me.”
“And if I don’t?” I ask, knowing damn well that if he doesn’t take me over the edge, I will plead. And without shame.
“If I cannot make you beg right here, right now, then for the next forty-three nights that I’m locked in the nest, my tongue is yours to command.”
That makes me stop. Short-term pain for long-term gain.
I will not beg. I will not beg.
My pants, thong, T-shirt and bra are on the floor before I can consider the consequences of this bet.
We have at least thirty minutes before we have to be downstairs. I’m certain I’ll be writhing against Eric’s face in under five, even if he’s trying to keep me from coming. I am so close already.
All thoughts of why he’s here tonight evaporate and I let myself fall fully into the moment.
I lay on my back. Eric straddles me at my waist.
“I have imagined this moment almost every day since meeting you,” he admits. “Can I kiss you?”
I tilt my chin toward him, mouth open. “Yes.”
He cups my head and presses his lips to mine. Softly at first. Nipping my lower lip. Kissing sideways to the corner of my mouth. Touching his tongue to my teeth. Like an explorer in an unknown cavern, he takes small steps before moving deeper.
I respond in kind. Let him guide. It’s so hot.
“You taste good,” he says into my mouth. Then he pulls away and presses back on his thighs so he’s seated above me, looking down on my face and breasts.
“Hello, gorgeous,” he says.
“Hello.”
“Time to make you beg.” He smiles and pushes right off me.
For a second, I worry that his plan is to literally leave me in this state. But before I have time to form a word, he’s at the foot of the bed pressing my knees wide.
He exhales so hard I feel the air move across my exposed wetness. My clitoris throbs with need.
Eric drops his head and presses his lips to me, creating a gentle suction. When his tongue touches me, I buck and press into it. He puts a hand on my hip and presses my bum back to the bed.
“Slow down,” he says, making eye contact. “That felt like begging. Another move like that and I’ll win the bet.” He licks me. I force myself to hold still. “You need to win this bet. You want me here every night to do this to you.”
I do. I do need this. I do want him.
Time and space blur. For several minutes Eric’s tongue holds me in the most pleasurably painful space, right before release. With two fingers inside me, he’s given me something to squeeze, but it’s not enough.
