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Diana threw her head back and moaned my name when I suckled harder. Desire thickened my blood as she held me to her. I ached with the need to be inside her.
My hand at her hip, I traced the line of her thong under the cotton of her leggings. I tugged gently, and as fabric gave way to silky skin, I kissed the path of sinful heaven exposed to me. First her hip, then the divot where her leg met joint. Then her belly button.
Diana lifted her hips to aid me as I removed her leggings. I discarded them somewhere over my head and then swiftly yanked my shirt off. With trembling fingers, she reached up and traced the pads of her fingertips over my abdomen.
“You realize you look airbrushed, right?”
I choked out a strangled laugh as I nuzzled her belly button again. “What?”
She nodded. “Someone overdid it with the photoshopping of your muscles.”
“I promise you, they’re all real.” I kissed my way back up her body. When I reached her lips, I took my time savoring her. Everything about her taste careened me toward orgasm. The way her tongue met mine, even as I dipped and retreated into her mouth, simulating how else I wanted to join our bodies, how I wanted to stroke into her with my cock.
My fingers stole under the fabric of her panties, and excitement ripped at me. I knew what came next. Her dewy slickness. Her sex tugging at me while I explored.
As I slid a finger inside her heat, we both gasped, and the base of my spine tingled.Shit. I wasn’t even inside her, and I was so ready to blow.
I wanted to tease an orgasm out of her, and I wanted to take my time doing it. But it seemed like Diana had other plans. Working her hand between us, she pulled on my belt. Once she yanked it through the loops and tossed it away, she unbuttoned my jeans. I watched intently as her graceful hand slowly tugged my zipper down.
When Diana slid her hand into my jeans, I stopped breathing.Oh hell. Delicate fingers wound around my erection, and all higher functioning stopped. All my focus went to where her sweet core milked my finger and her fingers milked me.
She stroked me again, and my brain shut down. All I registered was the warm silk of her palm caressing the straining head of my dick. She lingered over the head, using her thumb to spread the moisture gathered there and teasing the hypersensitive ridge.
I squeezed my eyes shut. The urge to come was a strong, beating pulse in my malfunctioning brain.Come. She wants you to come. You know you want to. Each beat of my heart sent thick, lust-laced blood through my veins straight to my dick.
She watched my response from under a hooded gaze. When she licked her lips, I gave serious thought to begging her to wrap her lips around me so I could get some relief. But I was torn. I also wanted to prolong the feeling, prolong that sex-crazed current running through my body and making me hum.
The firm pressure she applied on each downstroke of my length sent fiery tingles down my spine, and I stilled her hand.
I dropped my forehead to hers. “Jesus, I want to come so bad.”
She slowed her pace but didn’t stop. Leaning in, she whispered, ““Isn’t that the point?”
She was going to kill me. “Diana… inside you… fuck.” Ragged breaths tore from my chest. “This way—” No matter how many ways I tried to rev the engine, my brain refused to come online. “I… I…” But then her inner walls clamped tight around my fingers and there was a slight quiver. It reminded me that I wanted to see her come more than I wanted to come myself.
Snapping my free hand around her wrist, I shook my head. “Oh, no you don’t. Ladies first.Always. You keep touching me or, God help me, make that face like you’re wondering how I taste, and I’ll forget that.”
“You’re the only one who gets to explore?” She pouted.
I stroked a thumb over her clit, and Diana threw her head back. “Oh, you’ll get your turn, I promise.”
“Rafe…” Her voice was thready.
God, she was so sexy. “Open your legs wider.”
Diana complied without question and dug her nails into the flesh on my shoulders. “Rafe, please…”
With another flutter of my thumb, she broke apart, her mouth open on a silent scream. I watched her in awe, a smug grin spreading over my face. That was what I’d been waiting for.
I kissed her again, licking into her mouth, and I stoked the flame in her body to a full roar. I slid my tongue over and against hers, tasted every corner of her, and coaxed her tongue into a game of chase.
I slid my hands down over her backside and picked her up. Walking us down the hall to my bedroom and over to the bed, I didn’t break the kiss. With every adjustment of positioning, I angled my head and delved back in for another kiss, desperate to devour her.
I bent over, and when her back hit the mattress and I lowered some of my weight onto her, it brought my now-throbbing cock directly into contact with the part of her that ached for me. Diana groaned.
As we kissed, I ran my hands over her face and dug them into her thick hair, occasionally tugging a little, letting her know I wasn’t always under control.
I reached over to the nightstand, unwilling to break the kiss. When I found a condom, I impatiently tore it open. On a muttered curse, I tore my lips away from hers so I could kick off my jeans properly and sheathe myself. But my lips were back on hers in seconds.
