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Leaning in, Zoran inhaled my scent before he finally, dragged his tongue over my clit.
I cried out, bucking against him, needing more.
And he gave me exactly what I needed.
His lips and tongue descended, working me fast and hard. I shattered on his mouth with a loud cry, pleasure rolling through my body as my hands remained restrained, just the way he wanted them.
“Holy shit,” I moaned, coming down from the high. His face was still between my thighs, though, his hands spreading me wider. His thumb dragged over my clit slowly, and I shuddered at the feel of it. “We don’t have to keep going,” I breathed, as he stroked me again. “We can be done. I—”
He cut me off with a hot look that said something along the lines of, “Do I look like I’m ready to be done with you, Cier?”
I stared at him, silent as he continued touching me.
Watching my body’s reaction to him, too.
I was a sweating, panting mess a few minutes later, my whole body trembling with need.
He was teasing me—the wicked glint in his eyes told me as much.
“Just get me off already,” I demanded, hooking my legs around the back of his head and yanking him closer.
He slowly dragged his finger over my slit.
It was thick, and warm, and I legitimately froze.
My body was still shaking, but the foreign feeling was a lot. I never used my fingers like that to get myself off—it had never felt good to me.
Something told me Zoran would change that.
He held his finger there, pressing lightly against my entrance, and stared at me.
Waiting.
“I’m not going to beg you,” I told him, my voice barely above a whisper. “I want it—you know I want it. Give it to me.”
His lips curved upward wickedly, and he rewarded me for my fire, slowly sliding that finger inside my channel.
My thoughts died at the warm stretch of him inside me, my body still both frozen and trembling somehow.
When his finger was buried in me completely, he finally stroked my clit again.
The sensations were too much.
I lost it with a scream, bucking hard against his hand and pulling at the liquid restraints he’d tied around my wrists. I dug into my magic as I lost control, shattering Zoran’s water. His finger was still deep inside me as I grabbed his hair, my breathing ragged and my emotions wild.
“I want more,” I told him,demanded. “I want you.”
“You’re not ready,” he growled back, his accent thick with the emotion of the moment.
“Of course I’m ready,” I nearly snarled back.
He shoved his pants down with one hand, and I went up on my arms as his cock sprang free. His hand stroked the length, and he looked up at me as he gripped his erection. The tip was leaking his pleasure, declaring how much he was enjoying what he was doing to me. “Too thick. You’re not ready.”
I looked down at his fingers, and then back at his cock.
Shit.
He was right.
