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“How do you feel about oral?” I growled, my mouth hovering above his.
“Giving or receiving?”
“Receiving.”
“I’d be very amenable to it,” he choked out.
I let my tongue swipe across the seam of his lips, finding myself feeling more comfortable in the position of the aggressor. “Here?”
“Fuck. Don’t tease me,” he snarled, and the bite to his tone did things to my insides that made the heartburn look healthy.
My core lit up because that was forme. Not the set of holes that I’d represented to some men, but becauseImade him craveme. The past that was complicated and toxic intrigued him. It got him hard because his inner nerd was geeking out over being with a real-life spy.Hewantedme.
I rested my hand over his cock, feeling his hardness, feeling the heat emanating from him.
“You once told me you don’t like hand jobs,” I breathed against his mouth.
“Before the shower, I didn’t.” His hips jerked forward. “It’s different with you,” he choked out.
There was a rough emphasis on the word ‘you.’
As in, nobody else.
Just me.
My core didn’t just light up. I turned radioactive. It was a wonder I didn’t start glowing.
Me.
Nobody had ever made me feel special before. Not even my ex, Maverick, who, I knew, had loved me at one point. Not as a friend, but as a partner. But what Conor could do with a few croaky words took me to a place I hadn’t known existed, one that probably hadn’t until I met him because he was carving it out as his own.
To thank him for his words, I pressed my lips to his. Then I nuzzled my nose against his jawline and gently suckled a spot on his throat. As my tongue palpated the tender skin, he rocked his head back against the stone wall and let me tease the sensitive area until I knew I’d left a mark.
I wanted to see that tomorrow morning.
I wanted to remember this moment.
I didn’t want to forget tonight.
With soft motions of my fingers, I shaped him through his jeans. I didn’t want to trigger him, only wanted him to adjust to the movement. Like he was trying to make sex special for me, I wanted the same in reverse.
Slowly, I dropped down, my nails running along the length of his torso as I settled on my knees. The cobblestones beneath me were cold and damp, and I’d ache later, but this was now, and now was all that mattered.
I let my lips drag over his still-covered dick, then I found the zipper with my teeth. I’d learned so many techniques during my time at Club Pervert, unwillingly, but the idea of putting it to good use, of bringing a man who cared about me pleasure, somehow seemed like the biggest revenge of all.
I tugged on the zipper and pulled it down. When he cursed under his breath as his cock appeared in the gap, I hummed and let my tongue run over it.
“No boxer briefs this time,” I murmured as I traced the thick vein that throbbed beneath my tongue.
“You keep making me come in them,” he bit off.
Fuck, that sent a zap of pleasure straight to my pussy.
Me. Again. He gave me ownership of that even though he did most of the work.Igave him release.Imade him come in his pants.
My thoughts had me panting but I forced myself to focus as I concentrated on getting his cock wet.
“Oh, fuck,” he growled. “Can I touch your hair?”
