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She’d insisted on keeping it on, and now I worried that she was hurt. I hated the thought that I could’ve hurt her when we were having sex. The need to see her, to know she was all right, to possess and protect every inch of skin, was a powerful thrum through my body.
I ran my hand over the small of her back, feeling her warm, soft skin. Her back arched, pressing her breasts against my side, and I buried my face in her hair and inhaled deeply. She smelled so good. Petrichor and grapefruit. The two freshest scents I could’ve imagined.
“We should both get cleaned up,” I told her, thinking that would be my excuse to check her for damage. She was proud, and I couldn’t stand the thought of her pushing me away now. I wanted more of her.
For a moment when she had first kissed me, I’d thought maybe I could fuck her once and get her out of my system, stop obsessing over her.
But now I knew my obsession with Amelia had only just begun. She was mine, and I was going to take care of her.
I lifted her in my arms as I rose from the bed, and she twined her arms around my neck, letting me carry her. Her eyes were heavy-lidded, relaxed and satisfied like a cat’s, and she was so cute I couldn’t help but kiss her forehead.
I carried her into the bathroom and set her on the edge of the sink. I turned away to turn on the shower. “How hot do you like it?”
“As hot as you can handle it.”
I turned back to find her watching me, her long, bare legs crossed at the thigh. I ran my hands over her pale skin before teasing her thighs open. When I dipped my head and pressed a kiss to her inner thigh, she tried to close her legs again.
“I’m dirty,” she said.
“So?” I asked bluntly. “I like you dirty. I’m the one who made you that way.” I slid my hand up her thigh, between them, running my fingers along that smooth, wet, velvety pussy. God, she was perfect.
Slowly, her legs parted to let me in. I sank to my knees in front of her, one hand on either thigh to brace her open for me. When I licked down the center of her pussy, her back arched and she let out a soft breath.
I kissed her until her head fell back. Her shirt rode up, revealing a strip of her narrow waist, and my hands slid up that warm skin as I began to kiss her thighs.
Hereyesrolledintotheback ofher head.Her eagerhandsgrippedmyhair and guided meup toherfaceforafiercekiss.Apparently Amelia had a dominating side herself, because she lapped into my mouth as she gripped my wrist and guided my hand between her thighs. I slid my fingers through her slick warmth, stroking her intimate places until her hips rocked forward with desire. I pumped my fingers against her clit, feeling her moan against my mouth.
Ourtonguesfoughtforcontrol until I lowered myself to my knees before her.
Oh, she gasped.
As my face dipped into her wet curls, I moaned in appreciation over the sweet citrus scent between her thighs. Her hips jerked at the first touch of my mouth against her slickness. She was so warm, so delicious, that I lapped against her with abandon.
I parted her with my tongue, lavishing her with soft flicks of my tongue that had her keening and rocking her hips against me.
Her fingers sank into my hair as her hands clenched into fists. Her head fell back, exposing the long line of her throat. Submission at last, but this submission I had earned.
Her moans could've made me cum right there myself as I slid my tongue back and forth, lapping against the tight bud of her clit.
Shesqueakedsoftlyas I teased her, and she tried to force my head closer to her core. I resisted, jerking her hips forward and making her grind her mound against my mouth.
I slid my tongue along her folds, drinking her in as my fingers slipped between her thighs and lifted her higher. She groaned as I buried my mouth deeper between her legs. Her hips bucked forward, grinding against my tongue, and I flicked her sensitive clit with my thumb.
Her feminine scent filled my nostrils, sending my cock throbbing against my groin. I needed her pussy with a desperate need that scared me.
She writhed and arched on the marble countertop as I licked and sucked the orgasm from her body. When she was done gasping, I straightened and kissed her again. She moaned against my lips as if the kiss were just as satisfying as my tongue against her pussy, and warmth glowed in my chest.
I wanted to remember this forever.
“I hadn’t had an orgasm in a long time before I came here,” she said quietly.
That fucker, Nathan. He’d been a failure in every way.
“Thank you, Stone.”
I caught her chin with my fingers and caressed her face with my thumb, wanting to memorize the shape of her face, the determined set of her chin and the curve of her cheekbones. She looked so good like this, her hair wild around her face and her cheeks flushed, her lips red and parted with desire.
“You don’t have to thank me. You deserve all the orgasms.”
