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She pulls her lip between her teeth. She’s looking a little flushed right now. “I’ve never met a guy I haven’t had to help along with my own fingers.”
“You’ve met me,” I say. I look into her eyes and see how interested she is. With one arm still around her, I use the other to caress her face, cupping it softly as I tip her head until we’re so close I can feel her breath.
“Never let a man treat you as anything but a princess,” I tell her, my voice rough. “You deserve so much more than what you’ve been given.”
Her lips part but she doesn’t say anything. Just sighs softly. She’s all soft and pliant in my arms. The television flickers in the background but this woman has all my attention.
Her lips part as she stares at me. “What do you do to make sure a woman’s always satisfied?”
My lip quirks. “It’s not exactly rocket science. Kiss them. Touch them. Work out what parts of their bodies react when I give them my attention.”
“Like her breasts?” Her eyes are a little glassy. Her breath is faster. She’s turned on and so am I.
“Sometimes,” I say. “But not always. Every woman has different erogenous zones.”
“What if you can’t find their zones?” Her brows knit.
“I always find them,” I tell her. “They’re always there.”
“Show me,” she whispers.
I blink. “What?”
“Show me how you find them.”
I’m stupidly hard. I’m not sure I’ve ever heard anything sexier in my life. “You want me to touch you?” I whisper.
She nods.
“What if I end up making you come?” I ask, my dick twitching at the thought.
Her face flushes.
Christ, I want her.
“I’d be okay with that,” she whispers.
My lip quirks. “Yeah. I would, too.” I run my thumb along her bottom lip then push it inside. Her eyes widen but she sucks and damn if her tongue doesn’t flutter against me.
It doesn’t take much imagination to picture her doing that to my cock. My heart slams against my chest.
“Can I kiss you?” I ask, because kissing is so underrated when it comes to arousal. That’s why most porn is crap. Too much anatomy and not enough sensuality. The way to a woman’s pleasure begins at the mouth.
“Yes,” she whispers, and a thrill rushes through me. I want nothing more than to taste this woman.
To show her exactly how easily she can come with the right guy.
Still cupping her jaw, I move her in my arms until she’s almost sitting on my lap. I spread my legs so she can fit between them, then press my lips against her ear. “You’re fucking beautiful,” I whisper, truth shining in every word. “Every inch of you is perfect.” I slide my hand down her neck, over her shoulder, trailing my fingers down her side. She squirms against my cock and it feels amazing. I kiss her ear, then her throat, before turning her head so my lips are a breath away from hers. Her back is against my chest, her head angled perfectly, her chest rising and falling rapidly as I slide my arm around her waist.
“Such pretty lips,” I whisper, because orgasms need communication, too. “I want them around my cock sometime.”
Her breath hitches. “I want that, too.”
“But not tonight,” I tell her. “Tonight’s all about you.” I glance down at her mouth. Her bottom lip is trembling. She’s ready for me. Like a peach about to fall from the tree. I slide my hand inside her shirt, my rough fingers touching her smooth, warm skin, and she gasps softly.
And then I kiss her. Softly at first, my thumb caressing her jaw, my other hand stroking her stomach. Her mouth is warm and welcoming, opening up to let me in, and I slide my tongue against hers until she lets out a moan. Her breath is coming in gasps, and I haven’t even touched her where it counts.
Oh the things I want to do to her. They’re messing with my brain. I slide my hand up further, my fingers feathering the curve of her breasts and she gasps into my mouth.
