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I didn’t get a chance to catch my breath after the last jet of his release. He dropped to his knees, kneeling with me, and kissed me ravenously. The shock of it distracted me from his hands until one wrapped around my thigh and nudged it to the side.
I pulled my mouth from his.
“Wait,” I panted.
“No. It’s my turn to taste you.”
His fingers slicked between my folds, and he swallowed my moan with another kiss.
“Hey! Time’s up,” someone called, pounding on the bedroom door. “Hot water is shared in this house.”
Molev snarled.
Loudly.
I covered his mouth with my hand and shook my head.
“Sorry,” I called, reaching around him to turn off the water.
Molev’s fingers feathered over my core, and I leaned back to watch him bring his fingers to his mouth and lick them.
His pupils dilated as he tasted me.
“More,” he breathed a second before I was in his arms. In a blink, he had me on my back on the bed, my thighs held apart with his palms.
He knelt at the edge, staring between my legs like he’d found an all-you-can-eat meat buffet.
“Please be careful with your teeth,” I said, embracing his hunger.
He grunted and leaned in, inhaling deeply. Then his tongue was on me. My hands covered my mouth for the initial sensation as I writhed underneath his ravenous onslaught. As soon as he figured out what I liked the most, I didn’t stand a chance. The wave of my orgasm crashed and pummeled me like a rocky, windswept shore. It left me wrung out and oversensitive. When he continued licking, I swatted him away. He didn’t go far, choosing to gently kiss my inner thigh and hip as his finger teased my opening.
“I can’t,” I panted. I was a one-and-done girl, needing at least an hour to recover.
“You can,” he said, his finger penetrating me a few inches before retreating. Rather than the jarring shock of sensation I expected, it lit my hypersensitive nerve endings in a give-me-more way.
When he thrust again, I ground down on it.
“Yes,” he said. “Like that.”
He worked his finger into me, slowly building that need again. Once he was buried deep, he curled that thick digit and kissed next to my clit. My core clenched around him.
“So pretty,” he said, kissing me on the other side.
I involuntarily clenched a second time and made a soft sound. He started moving his finger rhythmically.
“This is what I’ve dreamed of, Andie. Your taste on my lips and the sounds of your pleasure in my ears. Because of me. For me.”
His tempo increased, and I struggled to focus. All those nerve endings were lighting up again, but never so much that I’d push him away. I teetered in that place in the middle, climbing higher as I clenched around him.
“Take the pillow, Andie,” he said.
“Huh?” I lifted my head unsteadily and saw his wild gaze fixed on what he was doing to me.
“Place it over your face,” he said roughly. He paused his rhythm, and I felt another finger ease into me.
I grabbed the pillow and flipped it onto my face just in time. His mouth closed over me again as he started moving faster. I squealed into the pillow and bucked. He held firm, flicking his tongue over my nub until the dam broke. My body bowed off the bed at the intensity of the orgasm that ripped through me. He eased up on the suction but didn’t break his tempo until I collapsed onto the mattress again.
He removed his fingers and replaced them with his tongue, slowly thrusting into my core like he was kissing me. It helped soothe the strength of the aftershocks, so I didn’t mind. I just lay there limp and let him do as he pleased.
