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“You can kiss me anytime,” I breathe, moaning as his lips brush against my neck.
His tongue draws a wet line toward the hollow of my throat before he grabs the neckline of my shirt. The sharp sound of fabric rents the air as he rears back and rips open my shirt.
The shirt burns against my skin as he pulls it from beneath me. Silas tosses it aside as my body adjusts to the cool air. “I’ll pay you back.”
That’s the least of my concerns. I’d buy another shirt just to have him rip it off me all over again. I might rummage through my closet and pull something else on, but there’s something massive riveting me in place. And I don’t want to go anywhere.
My fingers brush the tattoo sleeves on Silas’s forearms, delicately tracing the ridges and curves of his muscles. Veins galore. There’s so much power in this man. Strength. He’s sobig.But all I want is to feel his weight crushing me against the mattress as he claims what’s his.
“I don’t accept cash, credit, or IOUs.”
“No?”
Silas drags a finger down my sternum, circling the outline of my breast before snagging the middle of my bandeau top and yanking it down.
“What do you take, Pru?”
I can hear the sharp intake of breath, and see the rise and fall of his chest quicken as he smothers my breasts with his gaze. The cool air might tighten my nipples a hair more, but Silas’s gaze is warming me from the inside out.
My body is lava, but Silas is going to touch it. Taste it. Devour it. Inch by inch until he repeats the same process all over again.
“Your cock.” I moan, sliding my hand down my stomach and between my legs, watching Silas as he unravels before my eyes.
“Prudence,” Silas rasps as he tugs roughly at the collar of his shirt. “Fuck…”The word rides out of his mouth on one long exhale—tension and need and primal desire weighing it down as Silas cups my breasts, molding them in his hands as he lowers his torso against mine.
My hand is lodged beneath him, cupping my mound as I press my middle finger against my entrance—wet and warm and throbbing.
“Prudence,” Silas growls against my neck. “What am I supposed to do with you?”
His teeth bare down softly against my neck before he kisses me, and scrubs his tongue against my skin. His hips grind into me, pressing my hand harder against my mound as my finger flirts with my sex.
“I think you know,” I whisper against him through ragged breaths. I grab a fistful of his hair with my free hand. “Every last drop. Just like you promised.”
Silas snarls against my skin as he drags his face down my neck and between my breasts, his hands gripping the edge of my ribcage. I free my hand from beneath him and stroke the taut, muscled ridges on his back as he kisses me all over my body.
“Prudence,” he bellows into my navel before swirling his tongue against me. “You’re perfect,” he growls into the soft skin below my navel.
“I’m not,” I breathe, stomach plunging as anticipation builds. “But I’m yours, Silas. And I think that’s better.”
I remove my top as Silas tears off my last vestige of clothing. No man has ever seen me naked. No man has ever kissed me in the places Silas is kissing me. Touching me.
Silas stares at me for a long beat, his chest rising and falling rapidly. He sinks to his knees in front of the bed before tugging me towards him.
“Fuck, Pru,” Silas moans as he slides my legs over my shoulders, his breath kissing my slick folds. “Perfect—Mypussy.” He drags his tongue in one long stroke across my seam. “Isn’t that right?”
I can barely hear him as my body is flooded with the most intense sensation I’ve ever experienced. My body curls and clenches involuntarily as he licks me one more time and asks me again.
“W-what?” I moan through shuddering breaths.
“This pussy belongs to me, doesn’t it, Pru?”
He dives right back in, his tongue thrusting into my entrance before moving against my clit, his lips encircling me in an impenetrable seal.
Sucking and licking. Wet, sloppy noises color the air as his fingers dig into my flesh. Moaning and growling against me as he devours every last drop.
If he wants me to answer his question, he needs to stop doing that.
But if he stops doing that, I won’t answer his question because I’ll be screaming at him to keep going.
