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My hips nearly come off the bed. She huffs out a laugh. Her eyes gleam in the half-dark. “Someone’s eager.”
My voice is hoarse when I manage words. “With you in my bed? Who could fucking blame me?”
She just takes the tip into her mouth, sucking gently. Between the sensation of her warm, wet mouth and her hand working over my dick, I’m close to the edge in mere moments. She slowly works me into her mouth even further, an inch at a time, until it’s painful not to blow my load. My hand tangles in her hair, tugging hard enough it probably hurts. My body is begging for permission to jerk my hips up, to seize control, but I don’t want to hurt her.
I moan, digging my nails into her scalp as she swallows. My breath comes fast and short. I tilt her head back, unable to keep myself from pushing in just a bit deeper. Her eyes meet mine. She manages a nod, looking imperious from the upward tilt of her chin even though I’m the one holding her in place.
The permission loosens something deep in my body. I urge her to pull off, then rise to my feet. From this angle, I tower over her. My body is all muscle, honed to this point from years of baseball training, and I’ve never been so glad for it when I see the blatant desire on her face at the sight of me. I brush my fingers over her lips, slick with spit and precome, and as if to make up for her ogling, she tries to bite me.
Kneeling, she seems smaller than she actually is, her hair a dark tangle over her bare shoulders. A smirk plays on her lips, no doubt because she knows I’m admiring her just as much.
“So delicate,” I murmur, cupping the back of her head.
Just as I expected, her satisfied smirk becomes a scowl. “Fuck off.”
I trace over the shell of her ear. “I’m just calling it like I see it, angel.”
“I’m notdelicate. Not your angel, either.”
I wrap her silky hair around my hand and tug. “Didn’t say a thing about you being mine.”
She’s still scowling, but she takes my cock back into her mouth like she already misses it, swallowing me deep as she breathes through her nose. I cradle the back of her head with both hands, thrusting experimentally. When it’s clear she can handle it, I move with more intensity. I can feel the climax building from my middle all the way to my toes. I groan deeply as I work at a slow, dragging rhythm. How did I live without this? Withouther?
“You feel so good,” I gasp out. I want to say so much more, but I can’t hold words in my mind right now. Not while Mia is on her knees for me, working my cock with her skillful mouth.
She hums. The vibrations make my stomach tighten even further. I tremble with the effort to hold back for just a moment longer, but then she digs her nails into my thigh, and it sends me right off the edge in one final push.
“Fuck,” I pant. It’s too late for me to pull away, to give her the option of anything but drinking my come. I’m holding her so close I can feel the rapid rise and fall of her chest against my legs.
She swallows every drop, then pulls off with a soft, wet pop. She dabs at the corner of her mouth with her thumb, but it’s useless. Her chin is a mess of spit. I grab my shirt and wipe her face clean before she can protest.
She scrambles to her feet, breathing just as heavily as me.
“Shit,” she murmurs.
For a moment she stares, and I just stare back. I feel exhausted, like she took the edge off whatever was keeping me awake. Even tired, my limbs are loose, my heart lighter than it’s been in ages. I can’t help smiling, even though I’m sure she’s about to turn on her heel and leave the room. I decide to push my luck and drag her into a kiss.
She sighs against my mouth. Curses again. I wait one beat, then two. I taste myself on her lips.
She pulls away—and flops on my bed.
“Mia?”
She tugs the blanket over herself. “Come here, dumbass.”
21
MIA
Cuddling.
Cuddling with Sebastian Miller-Callahan.
I’m such an idiot.
I’ve been awake for several minutes, and I need to pee, but I’m wrapped against Sebastian so tightly, I couldn’t move if I tried. My head is tucked against his chest, his broad arms are wrapped around my back, and one hand is cupping my ass. We’re both naked, and I can feel his cock, a little stiff, against my belly. I’m not especially small, but this position makes me feel tiny.
It’s heaven.
