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She curls her fingers around the back of my head, pulling me in for another kiss. All logic and reason slip away. Desire demands I touch and taste every inch of her. I drag my lips down her neck, smiling against her skin as her breathing speeds up.
Anticipation thrums through my veins. My cock strains against my jeans, wanting freedom. I slide lower, kissing the valley between her breasts, stopping to tease my tongue over her lace-covered nipples. Twisting my hand in the long fabric of her dress, I tug it up over her legs. The second I touch her thigh, her body freezes.
“Too much?” I ask.
“No.” She parts her legs. “Keep going.”
Don’t have to tell me twice. I skim my fingers along her soft skin until my knuckles brush against damp satin.
She gasps. Her hand shoots down, grabbing my wrist. But she doesn’t push me away. My heart thuds while I wait.
“Um, it takes me a minute or two…usually,” she whispers.
Unreasonable jealousy blazes to life—fury at the thought of anyone else touching what’smine. “Just relax. I’m not going anywhere,” I answer with a lot more calm than I actually possess.
“Are you sure?” she asks.
Am I sure?I’m drowning with the need to touch her. To find out exactly how long it takes to set her off.
I drop one kiss on her shoulder, then another, kissing my way to her mouth, and finally her body relaxes. “I’m sure.”
I slide my hand under her dress again, teasing the soft flesh between her legs. Fighting the urge to rip her panties off and bury my fingers inside her, I run my knuckles over slick, wet fabric. Up and down, slowly increasing the pressure.
“Oh!” Emily’s whole body jerks. She lifts her leg, resting her foot on the coffee table to give me more room.
“That’s it,” I encourage. “Show me what you like.”
“I…” She bites her lip and arches her back. “That. Right there.”
“Perfect,” I murmur, stroking over and over. It doesn’t take long to have her writhing and panting under me. I slip my fingers beneath her panties and hiss at the searing wetness.
“Oh God,” she whimpers.
That’s the sound I’m after. I spear her with one finger, groaning at how incredible she feels, trying to rein in how much I want her wrapped around my cock. But fuck if the unsure way she implied it would take too long to make her come doesn’t fire up all my stubborn instincts to prove her wrong. She’s beautifully responsive to every single touch.
“Dex,” she whispers, her voice full of longing. “Please?”
I trail my tongue along her neck, stopping to suck at a spot below her ear that seems to drive her wild. “Please, what?”
She rolls her hips, trying to explain with her body what I want to hear with words.
“No, Emily.” I slide my thumb over her clit and circle it with long, slow strokes. “Tell me what you want.”
“Don’t stop.” She lets out each word with a desperate, panted breath. “Oh my God. I think I’m—I think I’m…close.”
I smile against her neck. “Close to what?”
“Don’t be mean.” She lets out a frustrated sob.
“This?” I work a second finger inside her and twist the angle of my hand a bit. She’s so wet and hot. “You want me to make you come on my fingers?” I help her with the words.
“If you can.”
Why does she sound so unsure? She’s halfway there already. I explore her slowly, seeking the magic combination of touch and pressure to set her off. She gasps and bites her lip, squeezing her eyes shut.
“That’s it,” I encourage her, driving deeper, pressing the heel of my hand against her clit, giving her more friction. Teasing her has been fun, but I need to see her go off. To know I’m the one who made her unravel.
She moans, low and ragged. Her hips work faster, fucking my fingers.
