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That didn’t mean I wasn’t going to let her come tonight. I wanted to see her climax, to have her understand that it was me giving her pleasure. A mind-blowing, see-what-you’ve-been-missing orgasm.
I lowered my head and drew a tightly furled nipple into my mouth. That drove her crazy, I recalled. I remembered everything about the one time I’d had her, including that when you toyed with her tits, she got so hot she almost came.
I sucked hard, enjoying how she arched into my mouth and, with a raspyOh, God, gripped my skull, holding me against her.
With my left hand, I teased her other nipple, rolling it between my fingers and pinching it.
Her free hand pushed at my waistband. “Take off your jeans.”
I released her nipple. “I don’t think so.” I moved my mouth to her other breast, giving it the same treatment.
She snaked a hand between us and tried to stroke my cock, but I pushed it away.
She made a small, needy sound. “Brien. I want this. I’m not pretending now.Please.”
Damn, I liked hearing her beg. In fact, I fucking loved it.
If I had my way, she’d be doing a lot of begging in the future.
I raised my head and kissed her, then hooked an arm beneath her hips and set her ass back on the chair. Her lip gloss had worn off, leaving her mouth a soft rose. Her long dark hair tumbled over her breasts and shoulders, and her thighs were splayed open, her heels on the seat cushion, her pussy bared to me, the lips plump and glistening.
I shoved my jeans down my thighs, unable to stand even the soft brush of the open zipper against my cock any longer.
She shot my erection a greedy look, then licked her lips.
It was like she’d tongued me. Slowly.
My groin tightened. Pre-cum coated the head.
I fisted myself, giving myself a few hard strokes to take the edge off. Then I gripped her open thighs and swiped my tongue up her center. Her salty woman scent filled my nose, my lungs, my brain.
She hissed with pleasure and moved restlessly against my mouth, tunneling her fingers into my hair, tightening her strong thighs around my head.
I sucked on her clit and her hips bucked. I held her down against the chair and kept it up, at times swirling my tongue around her swollen bud, at times drawing it into my mouth.
Her head thrashed against the seatback. “Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me.”
My lips moved against her swollen bud. “Come for me.Now.”
I gave it a hard suck, and she broke, crying out my name, low and hoarse.
It was the sound ofBrienon her lips that made me crack. My fangs pressed against my gums, the blood craving—the hunger for this one woman of all the women I’d ever known—too strong to resist.
Flipping her around, I bent her over the chair, her hair spilling over her shoulders and across the embroidered red cushion, then dug a condom from my jeans, the one I’d put in the pocket after my shower. I supposed I’d known how this would end up.
I stood and shoved my jeans the rest of the way off, then worked the condom on. Taking hold of her hips, I rubbed myself against her, bending my knees and pressing between her thighs. Not entering her, just teasing her until she was moaning and pushing back against me.
Wrapping a hand around her throat, I lifted her chin, forcing her to arch her back. Her firm ass pressed against my thighs.
“I’m going to take you,” I said against her ear. “So hard. To make you hurt so you know who owns you. And you’re going to let me, aren’t you?”
Her throat worked beneath my hand.
“Answer me.” I nipped her ear.
She hissed. “Yes, damn you. Yes.”
She was a good half-foot shorter than me, and even with her legs straight we didn’t line up, so I lifted her and draped her over the couch arm instead. She braced her forearms against the arm, and I stroked into her. She closed around me, tight and hot.
