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She dared a glance at the spot where he was working. She watched with rapt attention as he patiently worked his way around every delicate part of her. Seeing his hands on her, the care he was taking, made her even hotter, and she had to fight hard not to squirm, her body wanting relief. Finally, he eased her open with his thumb and then drew the razor along the tender inner flesh of her labia, smooth, pink skin appearing and tingling sensations following the razor in its wake.
She must’ve made some noise because he peered up then. The fiery desire in his eyes nearly burned her to the ground. Without breaking eye contact, he dropped the razor into the sink and cleaned off the rest of the shaving gel with the warm towel. The brush of the terry cloth against her bared skin made her groan.
“You okay?” he asked, voice gruff.
She shifted on the counter, instantly bereft at the loss of his touch, and nodded quickly. “So, so, so okay.”
“Thank God because if I have to wait another second—” He tossed the towel aside, and before she could take another breath, he lifted her legs over his shoulders and buried his face between her thighs.
Her entire body jolted at the sudden onslaught of sensation and she cried out. She’d expected him to tease her, to lick her slowly, tasting each new section of exposed skin, because Lennox was a guy who had a plan, who didn’t get rushed. But some other version of him had taken over his body. He was a man possessed.
His fingers dug into her thighs and the flat of his tongue licked up her center in a flurry of hungry, hot lashes. The feel of it was like nothing O’Neal had ever felt. No longer was there one sensitive spot but a million. Every touch of his tongue felt electric, sensation radiating out to every part of her, lighting things up she didn’t know could be lit up. Her breasts ached, her thighs quivered, even her scalp tingled.
She reached out to grip his hair, needing something to hold on to, and she pulled him even closer, spreading her legs wider and losing all sense of self-consciousness. Len made a desperate, sexy noise against her and got even greedier with his mouth, devouring her like she was his last meal on earth. Nose and lips and tongue driving her wild, his stubble scraping against her. She gasped for air, afraid her body was just going to crack apart. Her hips rocked, searching for a way to get even closer. He plunged two long fingers inside her, pumping his arm and sucking her clit between his lips.
Every nerve cell inside her detonated. A scream scraped past her throat, and her head tipped back against the mirror, her entire body going rigid.
The waves of orgasm stole her capacity for thought for a few long seconds, and all that was left was sensation and the slick sound of Len’s magical mouth and fingers.
He held on to her, keeping her from sliding off the counter, and he softened his movements as she started to come down from the high. When her brain came back online, he was already standing up and lifting her. Her bones felt liquified, and she pressed her face into his neck.
He kissed her hair. “God, Sweets. That was…”
“Need you,” she whispered. Because she did. She didn’t know if she had another orgasm in her, but she had a visceral need to be close to him, to feel him inside her.
“Yes, baby. Same.”
She didn’t open her eyes but knew he was carrying her out. Soon, he laid her on his bed. Her eyelids fluttered open, and she found him shucking his jeans, his gorgeous backside giving her the urge to bite him. When he turned around, his hand was wrapped around the base of a straining erection, the head flushed an angry red.
“Please tell me you want this.” He rubbed himself, watching her. “I’m trying to play it cool here, but I’m not going to lie. That was one of the hottest fucking things of my life, and I may actually be dead right now. I might be a ghost.”
She laughed, feeling slightly delirious.
“But you can say no. I can take care of things myself.” His gaze raked over her, ravenous hunger there.
She lifted her hand to him. “Come to bed, Len. Stop being such a gentleman.”
Relief washed over his face, and he yanked open the bedside drawer to grab a condom. In a blink, he’d rolled it on and climbed onto the bed. He dipped down to kiss her, giving her a taste of her own arousal. She groaned softly, her body already revving anew.
He lifted his head. “I’ve wanted you since the first time I saw you—even when I really, really wasn’t supposed to. I’m so glad it’s now.”
The words warmed her in more than the sexy places. She licked her lips and whispered, “Same.”
That seemed to break something in his restraint, and he gripped her behind her knee, opening her to him and then plunging deep. Her back arched with pleasure, the feel of him different than Auden, deeper, but no less mind-blowing. The sensation of being so filled up by someone still made her heady with arousal, but not just someone.Him.Lennox saw her in a way that made her feel powerful and sexual and brave. He always saw the woman, never the girl.
And he was sweet.
So. Very. Sweet.
Which was why she wasn’t scared when she looked up at him and said, “Show me exactly how much you want me.”
The flare of satisfaction that lit his eyes and the indulgent smile were rewards in themselves.
He grabbed her wrists and lifted them above her head. “Hold on to the headboard and don’t you dare let go.”
With that, she latched onto the wood rails and his long fingers spanned over her hips, tilting her just so, and then he slammed into her until he buried to the hilt. The headboard hit the wall and the mattress squeaked and the place he was rubbing inside her was driving her up the mountain, but that wasn’t what had her close to coming again. She was enraptured by the man above her, the ferocious beauty of him losing himself to the moment. He was glistening with sweat, his eyes closed, and his abs were flexing with the power of his thrusts. He wasn’t holding back or being gentle for her. And she loved it.
When his breaths started to quicken, he slipped his hand between them, finding her clit and circling it. Everything was hypersensitive, but he seemed to know to put just enough pressure. A moan escaped her and she clenched around him.
