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“Didn’t need one with this dress,” I explained, breathy.
He descended on the pebbled nipple, giving an inquisitive lap of his tongue along the distended flesh. His forehead dropped to the space between my breasts when I arched into his mouth and whimpered.
“God, help me,” he said, his words muffled by my skin. He kissed the spot, then moved to free the other breast.
He sat up on his haunches to yank his shirt over his head, where he paused to stare down at me, all half-naked for him.
“You’re so beautiful, I ache just looking at you,” he breathed out before he sucked my nipple into his mouth.
The sensation was extraordinary. It was like I had never been touched before this point. Every sensation was heightened.
The soft material of his sweats rubbed along the soaked crotch of my underwear as he switched between breasts—tongue, teeth, fingers, a kiss, repeat—until I was dragging his head up to my mouth to distract him from them, because I was literally on the verge of humping him until I found my release.
“Too much?” he asked breathlessly when he pulled away from my mouth. “We can stop.”
“No!” I scrambled to tighten my grip on him. “I need—!”
I cut myself off abruptly when I realized what I was about to do.
“Tell me,” he urged, his breath mingling with mine. “Don’t get shy, now. Do you need something from me?”
He punctuated his question with an evil roll of his hips, sending the length of his erection into my sensitive clit. My thighs clamped around his waist. He repeated the action once more, and my mouth fell open on a silent cry.
I was right there. Right on the edge. After only getting my breasts played with and being dry humped through our clothing, I was already on the edge of orgasm. I might’ve been embarrassed by this if my mind hadn’t begun to drift at the feeling of Sariel’s fingers, climbing up the inside of my thigh.
“Tell me,” he urged. “What do you need, gorgeous?”
“To cum,” I whimpered. “I need to—”
I gasped, cutting myself off as Sariel hooked a finger beneath the soiled crotch of my panties and pulled it to the side. His face slackened in disbelief when his fingers found how wet my center was.
“God fucking dammit,” he growled, his thumb finding my clit. “You’re soaked.”
It took just three circles of my clit before I exploded, my back arching to present my breasts to him, which he was happy to take into his mouth again as he rubbed me through my orgasm. He groaned, his own hips bucking, and shuddered above me. When he pulled his fingers away from me, he didn’t think twice about popping them in his mouth.
Another shudder wracked him.
This must be what the Gods called Ambrosia.
The thought projected into my head so suddenly, I almost laughed.
I was spent, limp, and felt wonderful. Not an ounce of embarrassment was within me as Sariel helped fix my dress.
“We need to get back,” he said breathlessly, dabbing a kiss to my lips, and then another, and another, until I was straddling his lap, grinding onto the wet patch he’d left there. I’d made him cum in his pants like a preteen and I couldn’t get over it. He pulled away with a gasp.
“We need to go before I lose my fucking mind,” he reiterated.
I almost told him I wanted to see what that entailed, but then the darkness sobered me. We’d just done that where anyone could see.
And yet, I felt no regrets.
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HUMANITY'S GREATEST DOWNFALL
Aria
What would a girl desire after a mild-melting orgasm beneath the stars with the man the universe appointed her soulmate? A full eight hours of sleep, maybe breakfast in bed the morning after, or perhaps another mind-melting orgasm to start the ball rolling right.
