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He nudges his knees between my legs, opening me, and kisses my butt cheeks.
Oh-oh-oh…
I don’t have this inSharki. Or any of my stories. This is Jace freaking Reed improvising.
He kisses one cheek, then the other. Then he runs the tip of his tongue along the crease.
“Jace,” I whisper, burying my face in the pillow in slight embarrassment but lifting my butt off the mattress because it feels so good.
“I’m right here, Lu,” he whispers back.
He presses a kiss just below the curve of my butt, then one closer to between my legs.
“Open wider, baby,” he whispers, nudging my thighs apart, then kisses me right there, my hot center, and I shamelessly moan.
“Up,” he orders, lifting my hips, and I keep my face in the pillow as I rise on my knees to give him more access.
My face burns in shame, but I want him so bad.
“Yes,” he murmurs as his tongue drives me crazy.
He lets go, and in seconds, the sheet above us moves, pitching, as he rises to his knees and sheathes into me, making me cry out.
He grunts as he takes me. “Lu baby, you make me crazy.”
Right away, his hand slides around my hip and between my legs.
He lied—he is a pro in bed.
“Is it true what they say?” I pant out into the pillow, chasing the high.
“What?” he exhales, thrusting deeper.
“That newbies are the most enthusiastic in bed?”
“Are they?” A soft chuckle escapes him as he rolls his hips as if to prove my point.
Every time we do it, it’s a different position, like he’s exploring. And nothing—nothing—gives away his lack of experience.
He tricked me. This confidence doesn’t come from a virgin. Neither do kisses like his, open-mouthed and in the right places. Neither do the fingers that tease me open even wider for his penetration.
“Do you come every time?” he asks in a hoarse voice.
“When I do it myself? Yes.” I can’t believe I’m discussing this with a guy while he is inside of me.
“Will you teach me, Lu?”
He’s messing with me?
“Yes,” I whisper.
He rolls his hips as he thrusts deeper.
“Yes,” I whimper, taking him in.
Holy crap, yes!
If he teaches me to keep it under control with him. I’ve never been too open with men. Nor was I ever confident in bed or a know-it-all. My writing takes a lot of research and theory. Yeah, theory…
